Hullo! Clayair here.

Obviously. Right.

Let’s move on.

I know that some of you have followed me for a long time, but I have had a huge influx in followers recently, and I just wanted to recommend that you scroll ALL the way to the bottom of my blog and make your way up!

I have only just over a hundred drawings on here, so it wouldn’t be too tedious,

but I think it is always interesting to see how a person’s art style progresses—you learn a lot about the artist.

granted, my art blog has not even been up for a year yet, but I believe I’ve made some observable progress!

I’d love it if you could review the work I’ve put in thus far, and perhaps offer some commentary/criticism.  I didn’t create this art blog to slap my work on the web and then remain distant and untouchable.  I want to change; I want to grow.

sorry if this seems pretentious; you are perfectly welcome to ignore this request entirely.  

it’s just that to an artist, giving feedback = you are guaranteed to see better art in the future, and constructive criticism = validation that people care about the artist’s work

does any of this make sense?

The woman’s cheek had a beauty spot on it, in the position the French call “Courage.” Her eyes swept over the house, swept over his section and moved on.  She seemed animated and in expert control of her coral mouth.  She leaned to her escort and said something, and they laughed together. She put her hand on his hand and held his thumb.

"Starling," Barney said under his breath.

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Excerpt is from Thomas Harris’ Hannibal—-Clarice and Hannibal at the opera in Buenos Aires.

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The woman’s cheek had a beauty spot on it, in the position the French call “Courage.” Her eyes swept over the house, swept over his section and moved on.  She seemed animated and in expert control of her coral mouth.  She leaned to her escort and said something, and they laughed together. She put her hand on his hand and held his thumb.

"Starling," Barney said under his breath.

———————————————————————
Excerpt is from Thomas Harris’ Hannibal—-Clarice and Hannibal at the opera in Buenos Aires.

DO NOT REMOVE MY COMMENT
Zoom Info

The woman’s cheek had a beauty spot on it, in the position the French call “Courage.” Her eyes swept over the house, swept over his section and moved on. She seemed animated and in expert control of her coral mouth. She leaned to her escort and said something, and they laughed together. She put her hand on his hand and held his thumb.

"Starling," Barney said under his breath.

———————————————————————
Excerpt is from Thomas Harris’ Hannibal—-Clarice and Hannibal at the opera in Buenos Aires.

DO NOT REMOVE MY COMMENT