I swear, I didn’t intend for this to be dog week. Tazer was well thought-out, but now I’m apparently possessed. Here’s a hasty rendition of a statue I saw in Hong Kong.
I’m also not sure why I bother to draw with a big stick of wax sometimes. There’s not much you can do to go back and correct mistakes other than to draw harder and hope the mistake is kind of drowned out. On the plus side, it glides across the paper like butter, and it’s nice to put some elbow into sketching after wearing out my wrist on a tiny digital tablet and pocket-size sketchpad.