In my previous post, I explained that I find it difficult to concentrate on my art while also socializing. While one of my solutions is to draw a familiar subject, another is to just doodle around and see what happens without really thinking about it. This monstrosity testifies to the peril of taking that approach. Yikes. This was actually created on the same day as the Bride of Frankenstein from yesterday’s post. The opposite page was covered in gesso leftover from other projects that I had scraped on with an old gift card. The one positive quality to this page is that it has a really interesting texture. As with the Bride, all I had with me were my portable supplies so I grabbed some Inktense pencils and set to scribbling something out. I imagine I must have started out drawing an owl and honestly goodness knows what happens because the result is truly terrible. I spattered some white paint on it after I got home as if that was going to rescue it. What was I thinking? Even if I was thinking anything back then – which I doubt – I certainly cannot remember now that years have passed. At least I am proving my integrity by continuing with my commitment to share the good, bad, and ugly of my art experiments. Judder.
A Pict in PA 
Hmmm..no so bad after all.
You really are too kind but I always appreciate your support and encouragement.
Bravo to your integrity on this odd owlish item.
Ha ha! Thanks!
Ok – a bit weird! I agree, I prefer the Bride.
I would be concerned about you if you didn’t. 😂
Owls got lips ?
I know. I know. I seriously have no idea what was going on in my brain while I drew this.
I like its world weary eyes.
Thank you for finding a positive. 😂
I actually am really drawn to this image. It’s bizarre all right, but I see it as some kind of phantasm, the type that float above your bed on a dark night when there is thunder and lightning and you are conjuring up the other world in your fright.
Ha ha! That would be a terrifying sight!