Daughter Saves Father

Two years ago I was stuck in a rut of working on stuff and not getting much in the way of drawings and doodles done. My son brought home a pencil rooster (or rooster of pencils?) that knocked my socks off and he let me post it here on the blog. By the way, I think it makes an awesome rooster t-shirt as well.

Now it's my daughter's turn to rescue me with the same assignment from art class. She put together this elephant of pencils that you really have to click through to see the details because it's a nice big piece. I love the fluidity of the pencils and especially the way she worked the erasers into the feet and top of the head, and of course, the end of the trunk.

I think it would make a cool album cover.

Request-a-doodle: a pencil in the hand...

click doodle for larger version

BP McG said...I was sitting in math class in 7th grade when I accidentally dropped my right hand on top of a recently-sharpened pencil I held in my left.

"Ouch," I said, raising my right hand. The pencil came along with it, firmly planted in my skin. Next to me, pretty Patty Rayburn recoiled in horror.

The palm of my hand still has a gray dot from where the graphite stained my skin forever.