I’ve yet to totally destroy a drawing that was nearly finished until today. Not sure if it is salvageable and I am having a bit of a freak out.

This is where I picked up today. It had so many elements I loved but there was a missing magic to it. I played around with the idea of texture by making a stamp to work from, but that didn’t work out so I decided to draw in a pattern from a personal item. That brought us to this point:

Boy this was a brutal moment to land on. I knew at this point I was fucked but.I.kept.Going.
Should have stepped back and slept on that. Anyway, next I went forward with an original idea and that one turned out dope!

From here I thought I would take on a challenge I’ve yet to conquer: drawing fabric in ink. This is where I fucked it. Damn, I am heartbroken. I’ve never come this far and then just tanked a drawing. I guess after 5 years of drawing, that is a good track record, but it is nonetheless painful.
I’m going to let it rest now, and when I approach it again I will do so radically. At this point I either take a chance and totally nail it, or it is in fact headed to the trash.

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