Still no idea about what a saxophone is and where the buttons are. I know I like it cause it makes me sad and it looks like it's made of gold.
When I was 15 or 16 I've been fighting with my parents for two weeks cause I wanted to start playing it. I also wanted to be a poet and to write novels.
I've always been dreamy af. Anyway in two weeks I dropped the argument. I was more into writing and I've got no rhythm at all.
Looks like I'm not a poet, too!
Cheers to dreams.
Portrait effectué sous le regard de Simon, 4 ans, en vacances chez sa grand-mère.
Simon est chez les moyens et il sait super bien dessiner les pingouins. Si bien que je lui ai prêté mon carnet et mes feutres de grands (car j’avais vu que derrière ses 4 ans c’était un grand en fait!).
Je n’ai pas pu garder son dessin car un dessin sur une feuille de grands avec des feutres de grands, ça se garde précieusement pour le montrer à ses parents à la fin des vacances !
I generally use my Pentel brush pen at least a little bit in every thing I draw. But I don't often use it as my primary tool. Always mean to learn how to get better controlling it though, so I thought I'd have a go using it on its own for today. Because if I'm going to put myself through this masochistic #inktober nightmare then I might as well learn something from it.