Sometimes it’s depressing. You realize that the more you learn, the more you lack. As Socrates said: I only know that I know nothing. Or it was Plato? XD
But the truth is, most of the time, learn is very comforting. And sometimes it’s very difficult to stop being a student and start being professional. Routine I guess. And undervaluation.
Leaving the philosophical issue, I brought my latest advances to constructive criticism. And destructive. Let’s see if my fingers always black by charcoal are good for something.
Here are my babies:
The last drawing, silhouette, is inverted charcoal, a technique that I like, even though the charcoal isn’t my favourite. You cover the entire sheet with black and then erase contours.