
They reached the creek. The sky was blue, the air was crisp, and birds were singing in the trees.
“Kevin, come, look.”
He peered into the water. There were tadpoles in the creek..
Kevin’s spirits lifted and he felt excited again.
They reached the creek. The sky was blue, the air was crisp, and birds were singing in the trees.
“Kevin, come, look.”
He peered into the water. There were tadpoles in the creek..
Kevin’s spirits lifted and he felt excited again.
He refreshed again. He sighed.
“OK, I have one like and one dislike. Five views. No subscribers.”
“C’mon, Kevin. Let’s work on the rainforest. Check it later.” Lily moved on to the sloths. Sloths are so cute, she thought.
Kevin felt sick to his stomach. He felt humiliated, sad, and out of control. His heart was beating out of his little chest – he had to do something. But what?
As he molded the toucans, his mind was on his channel. Why don’t people like me?
“Yes, it’s perfectly fine.”
“You don’t think we need to do it over?”
“No, but we can if you want to.”
“If you say it’s fine. I’ll go with it.” Kevin just wanted to get it over with. This wasn’t as fun as he thought it would be.
He uploaded the video onto YouTube.
One thing I’m learning about myself as I draw is that I often miscalculate the amount of room I will need for something. For example, take this lionfish: His “legs” should be a lot longer. But I was having a lot of fun sketching last night. An hour and a half flew by!
Just a sketch. I like her pink, not green. She has a shopping addiction.
Just playing around.