Last summer I went, as every year, to Galicia, and
this picture is about a drawing I did in the house we live when we’re there. Even
each year we have done some outputs to visit relaxing landscapes or new tourist
attraction points, I would like to refer in this essay to the most artistic
part of my holidays.
Since 2011 I have decide to make one of this pictures
in every wall of the house with the same topic: Ice Age, the cartoon film. Last
year I made the squirrel, this one the lazy, and for the next summer I will do
maybe the tiger. The first character I drew was under the supervision of my
dad. He was next to me correcting some mistakes, comparing between my drawing
and the original one and in some occasion he took the brush. Nevertheless, this
year he let me do it alone.
At first I began drawing and I felt nervous because
of the good proportions, the adequate color tonality… I thought it wouldn’t be
as cool as I expected and I tried to avoid going on with it, but as soon as the
drawing was taking form and people from close towns started coming there to see
my work and saying it was as good or better that the other one, I changed my
mind.
People’s comments cheered me up. I became hopeful and in the end, as well
as I started with not much interest, I got back into and I finished it with
success and in no time.
Now I feel really proud about my work and so are my
parents. They find it so amazing that my father is going to advertise me on the
Ethernet to make drawings with different cartoon topics in walls of child rooms.
By the moment, my aunt is interested in hire me to draw some Disney characters
on my cousins’ room and so is my father, for his office room. So, I guess I
will also earn some money doing what a relaxing job for me… That’s fantastic!
Finally, I’ve been thinking about the fact that I’ve
never thought I can do something good by myself and that’s something I should
change because what I have learned about this summer activity is that I’m
better than I think and what sometimes hides me to do some things is not my reduced
capacity, just my fear and my distrust in myself.
Cristina Doral Marin
2n batx.A
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