#pencil2b

[azzzaell]

Elissabat #elissabat #monsterhigh #pencildrawing #mh #vampire #havingfun #handdrawn #pencil2b https://www.instagram.com/azzzaell/p/BwIZHTmHuCL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a65ldjbe3l33

[nadeesh-peiris-blog]

sketch | 0.5 2B mechanical pencil #sketch #girlhair #quicksketch #pencilsketch #hair #drawing #hairdrawing #mechanicalpencil #pencildrawing #pencil2b #faceless https://www.instagram.com/p/BoMXR0gg2hy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1tb45wg42gqym

[giolopezarte]

Usando lápices B, 2B y 4B Esta puertita de la Antigua Guatemala es un recuerdo del las obras 2016. #puertas #puertasdemadera #puertasabiertas #puertasantiguas #puertasbonitas #puertasdelmundo #doors #doorsofinstagram #doorsoftheworld #woodendoors #antiquedoors #antiquedoor #olddoors #doorsaroundtheworld #doorsart #pencil2b #claroscuro (en Antigua Guatemala La ciudad Colonial) https://www.instagram.com/p/COlNMf1MbKR/?igshid=1polmutz5217h

[masbe]

#sketch #sketching #gambarsketsa #gambarsket #drawing #pencil2b #candiborobudur #borobudur #danaubratan #danaubratanbedugul #bedugulbali #baliindonesia #sketsa #masbambi mengajar Drawing & Sketching, kelas foundation di #rafflesinstitute Jakarta, Indonesia

[nahxinterrupted-blog]

#pencil9b #pencilb #pencil2b #blackandgrey #portrait #x #girl #beautifull #cute #lips #thiseyes #cutememories #thebestofher #randomgirl #dibujo costó, ya haré uno mejor XD

[amali-aisaka]

#inktober2017 (whithout ink) 4th: #underwater Warning: Very Long Post #pencil #pencil2b #inktober #unfinished #drawing #drawingart #art #artinprogress #learning #actuallyborderline #actuallybpd #artasterapy #weed. #cannabis #medicalcannabis #borderline #bpd #selfesteem #knowing_myself #cats #cats_of_instagram #verylongpost (en Lima, Peru)

This is my first really long post ... on Instagram at least. I leave you guys the link if you'd like to see more random so called "art" stuff: https://www.instagram.com/cartujaeyescats/ I am not really very good expressing what I feel or experience in text so I can still be somehow dense or tiring, but even that, if you’re still interested in my other texts (they’re just a couple more) just keep scrooling :) Okay, to the point. I think for this moment at least 1 of my 77 followers on Instagram and MAYBE any of my 5 followers on Tumblr know or have quickly read that I have #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder (in fact it's in my description, lol!) And I always go back to this subject because in short, it is part of me. I don’t seek to contradict those who think or have as a way of life not to let their psychiatric illness define their lives; it is not my intention to create a debate about the whole thing. It’s more like my personal decision to "embrace" my borderline condition and accept its presence. I have spent so many years with this syndrome that I don’t really remember my life without its presence anymore and I tried to eradicate the syndrome or ignore it or leave it in the hands of psychiatrist and psychologist, but it does not work that way, at least not in my particular case. So ... How does all of this #Borderline thing relate to #Inktober ??? Well, I heard about Inktober a couple of years ago. I saw some post from my Facebook contacts with photos of his drawings inspired by this annual challenge and I felt very ... envious. Healthy envy. I saw all those beautiful drawings of people around me and I really wanted to participate, to live the entire process of drawing from when it was born in my mind until when it materialized its presence in the paper and to be proud of my work and to have all those positive comments: "Oh! How beautiful you draw! ", "That looks beautiful! "," Hey! Pass me your portfolio to work together! ", Etc. I never tried it. Borderline compromises several aspects of your life and between them there are two quite important: Self-esteem and will. In my head, seeing those pictures with beautiful drawings and pure creation, only echoed phrases such as: "I don’t draw that good ", "how embarrassing to publish my work and not have a single "like"," My pulse is terrible "," I have too many mistakes and my drawings have a poor finish ", etc, etc, etc. Only a little less than 2 years ago I began to "emerge" from that “cave” under my own “mental ocean”, so deep that the light barely touches the walls. The psychiatrist, psychologist, medication, my brother, my cats, a few friends, and cannabis have helped me not only to deal with the pressure of “my own ocean” but to enjoy the enlightened corners around me. Anyway, the details on these help elements is topic for another post. So... This year, days before October began; I again saw a post about Inktober (most likely while I was high, I don’t remember that detail) and I said ... “Fuck it! Let’s do this!”, “Gather all the knowledge you remember from your few workshops of illustration and drawing (digital and traditional), see what art materials you have so far and do it!”, “Even if you do not want to leave the bed all day long to take 2 steps to your "work table", look for something to support the paper, put a chair to the side of your bed to place what you need, fit your pillows to sit as accurate as you can. But fuck it! Just do it!” I never tried it… Until now. And ... I must say I've never felt so good in a long time. Until today. So far my "illustrations" (attempts at illustrations rather) are the product of my memories, my experiences and much introspection regarding my past, present and future. But not “underwater”. I love swimming in the sea. It's the ONLY physical activity I enjoy. I am not at all a fitness person or sports fan, but the sea is a separate issue. My connection with the sea began at some beach in the district of Ancon (north of Lima city) with a wave that seemed more innocent than it really was. I would be 8 or 9 years old and still did not know how to swim, and the wave fell on me. It wasn’t dramatic at all from a technical point of view. I was playing just a little beyond the coast and with adults nearby, but anyway the wave knocked me enough my body dropped to the bottom, my back hitting the sand. My heart quickened. I could not breathe and salt burned my eyes. But some sea spirit must have entered inside me because despite all my fears I opened my eyes under the water and, very blurry at first, my surroundings became clear. I could even see the sunlight’s “playing” under the water and I fell in love. I remember being less than 10 years old and thinking, "If I die like this, right now, right here, it would not be bad at all. This is the most beautiful thing I ever see" (and yes, even under 10 years old, I already thought about death, topic for another post) That’s the only vivid memory I have with the subject "underwater". I can swim, not dive. I really hope to learn. Soon (the economic issue is also a constant severe shit, but I want to learn to dive. For real) So ... I did what I do best: read, investigate, look for photos… in short, surf the net. I learned and remembered a lot about the Peruvian sea: the Humboldt Current System, the extraction of oil and its economic-legal aspect in my country, as well as researches around this area rich in marine flora and fauna and how wonderful it is that even its "residents" use the oil rigs as home and food zone. I also learned about the efforts of the Peruvian and Ecuadorian governments to protect the manta rays that inhabit these zones and the #HopeSpots movement. I wanted to express all this on paper. How the needs of nature and man's could coexist, against all odds (like my 2 "Me" I've talked about before in previous posts) But the research took me all Tuesday’s afternoon and evening so I could not start drawing until well advanced Wednesday morning. Before I also read some post on Instagram about how wonderful Inktober is for lots of people, a time of creation expected by many artists. I also read a few comments about how many artists neglect their health and get depressed because they can’t reach the goal of 31 drawings in 31 days. On Wednesday, this last point struck me and my anxiety was triggered: "The day is passing and I can’t finish this drawing", "The structure of the columns under the sea is so intricate!", "Fuck! I'm ruining the paper with so many blots and errors ", etc., etc., etc. (I think smoking pure Sativa did not help to calm my growing anxiety, I must take note of this last point for future relapses) After lunch I couldn’t take it any more. My mood was again "sunk" and the "mental ocean" was so dense that the light did not reach. Sad and angry with myself, I put everything aside. I gave up everything in that moment and used my last known resource: I went to sleep. It was not a pleasant or deep dream. Still asleep, I was aware of the passage of hours and unfinished drawing. Finally about 6 o'clock in the afternoon I got up, still disappointed, still not willing to resume work. "I have to sort this out," I said. I closed my eyes and tried to identify what was going on with me this time: I was still anxious ... and hungry. I prepared a large cup of steaming anise, a cream cheese sandwich and smoke again. This time a mix of Indica with a few touches of Sativa. And while the plant was taking effect in me I gathered my last hopes, I took the laptop with all the photos of references that I had collected, I put my poor advance of "drawing" in front of me and face it. As I began to work again, the mixture of anise, cannabis and #Lorde latest album ("Perfect Places" is such a precise song) helped me identify my problem with the drawing: "I must look for the structure of the oil columns" "My anxiety causes me to put too much force in my hands, I think I need a softer pencil", "If I shade while I outline the structure I will have a better idea of its volume" (so far I didn’t used to shade before the outline) Slowly the drawing was taking shape as well as my self-esteem. Yet I made other mistakes, but I no longer felt them so important. The daylight was gone long ago so the final photo would not turn out the way I wanted it anyway. It was obvious that "underwater" would not be finished on Wednesday. But I learned a lot that day. I discovered new tricks for my drawings and new tricks to find the light in my "mental ocean", even when I no longer have any will in my system. This is my #Inktober2017 number 4: "underwater". No ink. Unfinished. But it is not the end for it. No for “Cartuja-AmaLi” either.

[jw5600-blog]

https://caobi92xiaosaohuo.tumblr.com/post/158633492264/pencil2b-喜欢请转发不定期删除中

[jayaadiprastya-blog]

How to draw eyes drawing tutorial menggambar mata sederhana :v #howtodraw #eyesdrawing #drawing #pencil2b #lineartbojonegoro @sanggarlab

[notstrangethings]

Solo mato un poco el tiempo #drawing #pencil2b #sketch

[thegirlwtheblueroses]

#Draw #Boy #Pencil2B;2H #RYGD ❤️

[restoredbrooke]

Drawing I'm working on for my art show #brookedunn #art #sketch #pencil2b

[therockyduck-blog]

Skech ini sudah berada di kediaman teman saya deny ariesta #sketch #art #pencil2b+hb #latepost (di Sukun Malang)