De-solemn Mythology

Well…I think this is the time for one more transformation. Everyone has grown up. I am about 18 and this surely calls for a change. But before that, let me brief on my present condition.

Last time I was a school-boy, so little and so limited in power. Bound by the pressures was I. But now, I have officially finished my schooling and I have emerged a successful Loyolite. First time I am seeing myself in the mirror and satisfied. Content I am now.

Ok. So that was it. End of recapitulation. Metamorphosis is over…but I’m still trying to attain the thing, that special feeling…or let’s say the vibrancy or the iridescence in my life. And I have found that this will take some while. Till then I’ll be in the Trans stage. Sad.

Moving on…I’ve just made my bit of startup changes in here. The new address is continualtimeshift.wordpress.com (Sigh! …I know its utter pointlessness that I’m giving the id in the page itself…) and the title just upgraded (not repeating!). More will chance this year. But for now, lets settle for the news from the boards.
The boards went well…but this year it was rather a kick in the neck with some papers really making insomniac overdriven arse-holes out of us. (Sigh! No I did not cry!! Goddammit!) and it was obvious that the students weren’t bothered as well. While others found out ways to quench their insatiable thirst for stuff like lust and all, I just found my time finally reading a textbook! And oh, while studying I sketched a few strokes. It came out rather well…comparing my earlier attempts…and it was rather satisfactory.

So Long. Have to prepare for the entrance. Don’t know what will chance…I’ll just have to wait it seems…

So…Finally I get it (SOMEWHAT) Right..!

[image quality may suffer due to unavailability of a scanner and due to data transfer from a nitemode 1.3 megapixel phone camera to the computer]

 

 

Finally….I have succesfully finished a good sketch of a girl….after getting inspiration from the O.C.(did I tell you that I only saw one episode.). In the O.C.(the series) their is this one artist guy who obviously sketches…and by looking at his pics…something striked my head like a hammer and a fused 40W bulb at the same time: Why Not Change To Cartoons! So, I finally took out my long forgotten pencil and some rough sheet of paper and started to work on it..! 

Voila! It just turned out (somewhat) good! I never thought it would turn out so (somewhat) good…and personally, it just took me 10 minutes to sketch it up… and then another 5 minutes of smudging and bordering, and it just turned out so (somewhat) well…well! just see it for yourself. Did I tell you that I, on an average, takes a pencil and paper to a lonely place, just twice or thrice a year!

So now that I’m feeling so (somewhat)proud of myself…I am just waiting for the critics…”Hell! Where are they..??”

 

 

The GIRL on the Paper

After further defeated efforts on sketching a girl perfect to anatomy, I finally understood one universal fact: You cannot truly understand a woman fully! Well, come on! I wasted dozens of papyrus sheets just on a girl! (A delayed apology to the environmental guys, but hey! I use recycled paper.)

 

And oh! I got the eyes and the midsection right…its the “special parts” that are causing the problem. Not that you have to actually see something in real to present it on a canvas, but its just hard! And these parts always go wrong. Any unwanted hump in my drawing takes the shape of a hand or any other protrusion coming out from the upper body or “You know where” places!

 

Then the ears…man! The ears! How I hate to draw them! (Girls, Sorry…its not that I hate the ears…I actually love the ears, but they are just too hard to position and draw!) Well…putting the dress on the girl is another thing. Its an easy task and a safe one too…since it avoids unwanted attention (PS: I am in a boys only school). But when you clad her in a beautiful sari or salwar or even a miniskirt and a rather revealing top, you get harsh words with extensive vocabulary from the pack most of them saying, “Why the #$%^&@* hell made you sketch that dress…we don’t want the dress…just the girl, Next time you draw the dress…” well, I don’t blame them…seriously I cannot blame them, but unlike their notions, I’m concentrating on the fashion thingy and all.

Well… I see the whole thing is defeating the purpose…but what can I do!!