Take these broken wings…
This is going to sound nauseatingly cute but, most mornings I make a lunch for Joe and put a sticky note picture on it. Oh come on, it’s adorable.
However, I got out of the habit for a few weeks about 3 months ago and when I decided to start again, it seemed like I couldn’t draw stick people anymore.
How ridiculous is that? All they are is a circle and some lines! But that morning, it was all misshapen heads and uneven arms and squiggly bodies.
I felt really disheartened. It should be simple, it’s stick people. I’m good at stick people!
After about twenty minutes and several crumpled up sticky notes, it all came back. I watched my hand make nice circles and put reasonably expressive faces in them with proper bodies, arms, and legs.
I don’t claim to be an artist, but I really like drawing stick people. It’s fun and it’s a nice outlet; I’d have been pretty sad if my “talent” for drawing them had somehow evaporated.
Plus, Sticky Note Friday would be a total bust without the sticky notes.







3 comments
When I read the title of this post, I remembered the episode of ‘Silver Spoons’ when Ricky was lying on his bed with a broken heart listening to it. I was finally able to recover…and I have to say that I like your stick figures…wobbly parts and all.
mr. mister!!!!!!!!!!!!!! love that song.
as for the stick man…he’s endearing, in a weird sort of way. i like him.
and you know i die for your doodles.
I love your stick figures!
PS. My blog isn’t going anywhere. The username/password is for twitter because my twitter account is protected. No need to fear!
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