I used to have such difficulty in drawing roses or any flowers. When I attended the Art Institute for a few semesters, one of my drawing classes, one of our assignments was that I had to draw an item in different views. I chose a plastic rose I got from Michael's Craft Store and drew it so many times to challenge myself. I still have them too around here somewhere, I wish I could show you.
My assignment from last week from the artist I am working with on my portfolio gave me roses. Traditional, Realistic and New School. Here’s what I illustrated.
I gotta say I am real proud of my shading here, I have come a long way with shading and I still have a long way to go!
I have to redo this one and work on my black and gray shading. But I still wanted to show it so you can see my progress and its easier for me to keep track of my progress as well.
This one above is a special one for me. I may modify it but this is the general idea of what I want to get tattooed on myself, in fact, I want this to go where my shaved side is. It is a bright colored rose with raindrops with the last words spoken by my Grandmother before she lost her battle to lung cancer.
I love roses, the smell, the texture of the petals are so soft and velvety,and the way they smell after rain…mmmmmmm. Ok, geek moment. Roses always remind me of my grandmother, she used to have rose bushes in her backyard, and I used to lay out by the pool every summer and look at her roses. When I buy a house, I am planting tons of rose bushes! Now, Ill be the crazy ol’ lady gardening. At least I wont be a crazy cat lady, although, we are thinking about adopting a kitty. We stopped by an animal shelter and I found a friend!
We didn’t adopt her, but I want to sooooo bad. Maybe we will in a month or two, were still recovering from the holidays!
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“Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared.”
― Tupac Shakur, The Rose That Grew from Concrete