Alot of tea, caricatures and Minecraftery

So today was Drink 'N' Draw, and fool be me I had promised to host the thing due to the organiser's absence.

Not that this requires much work, as it's more a drop in society meeting than a workshop, but it meant I had to move and interrupt my detox from Friday's events.

About twelve-ish people swung in whilst I smiled over my tea (you will not believe how many cups of tea I've had). They all seemed to get along so a busied myself with a (un)friendly challenge a friend set me.

I hate doing caricatures, and he knows this. Son of a bitch. There are several reasons I hate them:

• My drawings are grotesque, monsters even. And whether I want to or not I always end up taming my drawings of people I know because of this. I didn't always, infact I still have a picture of a girl from university that she has NEVER seen. I think it's fine, but people who know her say she'd be quite upset. Personally I think there's nothing wrong with sharing the same features and personality as a horse. it can in some ways be... elegant?

• It's really hard. If you are making up something no-one has anything to compare it to so even if you make a mistake (and I like making mistakes) no-ones going to be going "Muh, muh, muh... that's wrong". With a caricature there is a right and wrong.

• They take me a long time to do, well in comparison to my stickmen and monsters.

But he challenged me, sending me a blog of an illustrator who does drawings of his friends on facebook. And you know what? That fellow's work was pretty basic. So I took up the challenge. Like an idiot.




And yeah... even though I'm crap at it I did a couple more. In all honesty I think I will do a few more, practice and what not. Perhaps it'll go somewhere.

I sat there drinking my pot of slightly warm tea quite happily for a while, the Friday flashbacks finally subsiding. A woman offered to bring some bread in for me next week (fancy bread too) and I played flirt yo-yo heads with a girl sat by herself so all in all it wasn't a bad Drink N Draw for me.

More tea. Internettering. Lame apologies. Good music. I am now rested. Until I decide to try and play Minecraft, a skeleton breaks into my mud hut while I'm sleeping and kills me.


I tried to get back in my crappy mud hut but all I had to fend myself with was a piece of dirt. I hate you skeleton. Until next time.