sometimes I need to do something in class. instead of productivity, I draw cats with no sense of basic anatomy, physics, or ethics.
here we go down what I've been up to most recently.
this is the most accurate portrayal of my sketchbook: a ton of smudged portraits with no correlation to one another. you've got a tiger, some cat lesbians, a few French Revolutionaries here and there, and Tamino yelling at some unseen thing. does it make sense? of course not, but I've gone far beyond the level of caring
this character really needs to win the International Irredeemable Piece of Scum award, because he's been trying damn hard (pun not intended, you'll see what I mean soon) for four centuries
It should be apparent that these cats are made of rubber by his point
Snake-cat and Parental Disappointment, back at it again
Leporello is surprisingly fun to draw.
I have a method to my madness, somehow
me tryin to be all Realistic(TM) and failing hard
I gave up halfway through this one lmao
and there you have it. I Need to Stop