For some reason, unbeknownst to those who know me, I tend to draw often while listening to someone lecture. The drawings are..... Well I was told at a young age that I had "poorly developed fine motor skills". I later found out that meant my handwriting was for shit, and it would never get better. It's true. When I was a teacher, the school got a smart board, and all the teachers who wanted it had to write an essay about why they deserved it. I wrote, "My handwriting". Yes, I got the smart board, so then the children were no longer subjected to my illegible words.
I am back in school now, and I draw my little heart out. I try my very hardest, and the result is sad. I thought it would be a great idea to share the pictures with you! Enjoy.
Below: My linguistics professor was talking about the difference between human and bee communication. How could I not draw it?
Below: I used to play football.
Below: The only good grade I got in 7th grade art class was for the tree project.
Below: I had
THIS SONG stuck in my head.
Below: Coco- the girl from class who smiles more often than an anime character.
Below: It just is.
Below: My linguistics professor was talking about the difference between human and bee communication. How could I not draw it?
Below: I used to play football.
Below: The only good grade I got in 7th grade art class was for the tree project.
Below: I had THIS SONG stuck in my head.
Below: Coco- the girl from class who smiles more often than an anime character.
Below: It just is.
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