draw me a picture and hope it comes true. DO you ever sit in class and just drawe
and what are your intesions of thoes drawings? Love? Hate? Pain?what if we drew everyday and never got in trouble in class for doing it.l no teach to stop us from bring free and saying put that away.
Katie
To make something out of nothing.
To have your hand be pushed by some unseen force
To let it slide along, without protest or vision or doubt
I’ve already done this one. But I guess I wasn’t logged in. It’s really amazing, you have all these little bits of information moving around as electrons and other stuff, I guess. I mean, I don’t know too much about it, but essentially it’s a bunch of 1s and 0s. And the fact that we can all be represented by that, maybe someday? Amazing.
drawing is what relieves all emotions that clog up our mental illness minds. it’s the excuse for not focusing in boring geometry class. drawing is like writing, painting whats going on in our sick minds. not Everyone has this special talent of drawing… only ones who can see the world in different lights
sabrina
i cant draw. I would love to know how to, but I’m really bad at it. Drawing is a creative way of expressing one self, and I may not be very good at that I only play what other people write, but don’t make anything my self. It’s about creating
Pernille Gammlegaard
I drew because I had to, he said “draw”‘ so I did.
No one knows exactly what they’ll do in that moment, but I knew what had to be done, I took out his legs.
He was a real son of a bitch.
Once when we were younger we built this elaborate fort together. The next day he acted as if he built it with someone else. It was little things like that that would build up and eventually lead us to this stand off .
Bernard Chadwick
Drawing has always been a kind of difficult thing. I think what would be pretty cool is if suddenly I could draw anything. Because, of course, who wants to work for their skills? Better to get the instant gratification of having those skills, but nobody wants to do it and work toward it. Why? Is it that you need to put in the time in the first place? The fact that you can’t actually do it, and it reminds you of how much you suck? What?
AJ
Draw upon my skin the inky path of your descent, o Sun shrouded by winter. So pale, so colorless and so faint is your shine this evening, and the geese draw upon the sky their map to a place where you are still bright.
Neelvar
Draw sometgin beutful and just let it fill up your imaginary state of happiness!
anabas
like writing but with a brush, colouring pages with paint and making a mess, using pencils, mechanical pencils that break but look so nice when you buy them from new. Or, a pull, a tug in a certain direction, something that grabs you.
Jen Glover
draw you at 6am
draw you in my dreams
draw you in me
draw your name a thousand times in my arms
until it will saty forever im my skin
Ana Carolina Pinheiro
There are many ways that we could think about the word draw. I could draw water for a bath, I could draw on paper and call it art. I could draw from the resourses of somebody’s discoveries.
Ana Johnson
Draw me happiness. Because I don’t know how it looks like. Draw me love. I never felt it before. I’m not a person. I’m just existing in a body of a human. I don’t feel anything.
Nallie
I was drawing all of these little concentric circles the other day when I didn’t want to pay attention in class and I became so wrapped up in the finite lines that I didn’t realize I’d been called on. My name was called a handful of time and by the time I realized what was going on, the teacher just stared at me and called on someone else. How funny to lose yourself in something so simple as drawing little things.
Haley Freedlund
I learned how to draw when I was 3. I wasn’t very good, but I thought I was. My brothers were showing me their drawing, and I was jealous. Because they were better than me. My parents, as I recall, never poseted my drawings on the fridge. Thats makes me sad.
Philippe Ambeault
sun
miracles
dreams
light
love
kiss
laugh ,mom
create
smile
hug
work
love
enjoy
happy
nyra
\I drew the dog yesterday. It looked at me sleeplily with one eye open. John stared at it. he never like them. yesterday was so long ago now that I feel like laughing. The dog thinks so too.
claire fnarg
My friend Julia loves to draw and she is so good at it. She never realizes how amazingly creative and great she is. I wish I could draw, but I’ve never been able to which is kind of sad. Drawing is a way to express what you love.
Jenny
He drew her a flower that remind of her in the way she walked, the color of her lips and the way she smiled at the trees. He was falling in love with the gap in her teeth and the serenity of her personality. this drawing could never measure up to her fragrant beauty.
the image was drawn
to believe what I see
seems so impossible
the ink smears
Susan
Drawing is a way of expressing oneself through the movement of lines, creating shapes and utilizing variants of different colors. You can draw anything; that’s the beauty of it.
Nadia
i wish i could take a pencil
draw some memories
swap them with the old ones
endlessly
there would be no empty pages in my
deformed mind
It takes so much to sit down and do it. I know I can, I know I want to. I should be right now,
but instead of givin my heart to the art,
I make words into the same visual.
The two forms come to a draw.
Mar McCreary
He put the pencil to paper and began to draw. He traced the outline of her body, from her delicate waist to the curve of her hips to the gentle slope from her thighs to her legs.
i love drawing
at least i think i do, or did.you can draw everything in life
some have a vivid imagination when they draw, they use it.
i wish to get better at drawing and i wish to learn it from my grandfather
drawing is art for me
Scratching
I drag the pen
Ink unfurling
Flowing
Curling
Across the page
Sea
Of crisp white
Chelsea
I’m always in this struggle with myself to draw,
And often I’m in this world
with a blank page.
I wish I was a child again
Where the hardest decision
Was what crayon colour to choose,
And I could cover a whole page
in Dreams and Happiness
Ivory
Drawing play castles in the sand, the waves careen through turrets and drawbridges. I wished that once upon a time was infinite, the sea water erased my wishing star.
lola
He sat at the metal table, drawing a picture of a dinosaur roaming through a forest. He was being quiet; he was being good. He was even coloring inside the lines, like his momma always told him he should. Maybe this time they would realize just how well he was behaving and they would let her come to the glass to see him.
She was so young,
We watched her grow
She filled up our lives, gave it purpose
And I finally thought that I had done something good
When she would say to me,
“Daddy, I want to draw”
Ivory
A white blank canvas that calls his name. Two steps forwards and he’s in the frame. Searching; to find nothing. Yet she she’s everything. White. Bright. Stark and bold. The colour of clean and free.
KT
Draw this. Draw that I like to draw though admittedly I am not the best. I have a drawing group if anyone is interested as well as a drawing blog. Check out drawinger.tumblr.com My drawing group used to be draw this. Now it is, gee I dunno. How funny is that?
Draw a picture of a thousand colours, the very insides of your mind. A swirling cosmos of your own internal galaxies stretching infinitely within yourself. Rejoice in the colours and magic you are.
i hate this word. i wish it was a different word that i could be writing about. it is not very entertaining to me. maybe if this site had given me a better word to write about, i would start using capitalization in my writing.
Larry Bird
draw away from feelings. draw into yourself. that is when you lose it.
Zoe
I don’t draw well . . . except I can draw conclusions really well. Sometimes the conclusions that I have drawn have made me happy, sometimes, angry, and sometimes sad. Drawing conclusions often leads to taking action, and although sometimes it has gotten me into trouble, sometimes it has made me feel relieved.
Sheila
I draw when I’m sad. i draw when I’m bored, when I’m happy, or when I just need to forget. I draw people and places with lots of emotion. Usually the things I draw are dead, or at least symbolically so. They always have their hearts ripped out of their chests.
amber
Drawing is fun. Produce the most hilarious things when you are drunk. Life drawing is the best. Doodling is under rated, I think its a sign of original thought.
draw me a picture and hope it comes true. DO you ever sit in class and just drawe
and what are your intesions of thoes drawings? Love? Hate? Pain?what if we drew everyday and never got in trouble in class for doing it.l no teach to stop us from bring free and saying put that away.
To make something out of nothing.
To have your hand be pushed by some unseen force
To let it slide along, without protest or vision or doubt
I’ve already done this one. But I guess I wasn’t logged in. It’s really amazing, you have all these little bits of information moving around as electrons and other stuff, I guess. I mean, I don’t know too much about it, but essentially it’s a bunch of 1s and 0s. And the fact that we can all be represented by that, maybe someday? Amazing.
fun and relaxing
drawing is what relieves all emotions that clog up our mental illness minds. it’s the excuse for not focusing in boring geometry class. drawing is like writing, painting whats going on in our sick minds. not Everyone has this special talent of drawing… only ones who can see the world in different lights
i cant draw. I would love to know how to, but I’m really bad at it. Drawing is a creative way of expressing one self, and I may not be very good at that I only play what other people write, but don’t make anything my self. It’s about creating
I drew because I had to, he said “draw”‘ so I did.
No one knows exactly what they’ll do in that moment, but I knew what had to be done, I took out his legs.
He was a real son of a bitch.
Once when we were younger we built this elaborate fort together. The next day he acted as if he built it with someone else. It was little things like that that would build up and eventually lead us to this stand off .
Drawing has always been a kind of difficult thing. I think what would be pretty cool is if suddenly I could draw anything. Because, of course, who wants to work for their skills? Better to get the instant gratification of having those skills, but nobody wants to do it and work toward it. Why? Is it that you need to put in the time in the first place? The fact that you can’t actually do it, and it reminds you of how much you suck? What?
Draw upon my skin the inky path of your descent, o Sun shrouded by winter. So pale, so colorless and so faint is your shine this evening, and the geese draw upon the sky their map to a place where you are still bright.
Draw sometgin beutful and just let it fill up your imaginary state of happiness!
like writing but with a brush, colouring pages with paint and making a mess, using pencils, mechanical pencils that break but look so nice when you buy them from new. Or, a pull, a tug in a certain direction, something that grabs you.
draw you at 6am
draw you in my dreams
draw you in me
draw your name a thousand times in my arms
until it will saty forever im my skin
There are many ways that we could think about the word draw. I could draw water for a bath, I could draw on paper and call it art. I could draw from the resourses of somebody’s discoveries.
Draw me happiness. Because I don’t know how it looks like. Draw me love. I never felt it before. I’m not a person. I’m just existing in a body of a human. I don’t feel anything.
I was drawing all of these little concentric circles the other day when I didn’t want to pay attention in class and I became so wrapped up in the finite lines that I didn’t realize I’d been called on. My name was called a handful of time and by the time I realized what was going on, the teacher just stared at me and called on someone else. How funny to lose yourself in something so simple as drawing little things.
I learned how to draw when I was 3. I wasn’t very good, but I thought I was. My brothers were showing me their drawing, and I was jealous. Because they were better than me. My parents, as I recall, never poseted my drawings on the fridge. Thats makes me sad.
sun
miracles
dreams
light
love
kiss
laugh ,mom
create
smile
hug
work
love
enjoy
happy
\I drew the dog yesterday. It looked at me sleeplily with one eye open. John stared at it. he never like them. yesterday was so long ago now that I feel like laughing. The dog thinks so too.
My friend Julia loves to draw and she is so good at it. She never realizes how amazingly creative and great she is. I wish I could draw, but I’ve never been able to which is kind of sad. Drawing is a way to express what you love.
He drew her a flower that remind of her in the way she walked, the color of her lips and the way she smiled at the trees. He was falling in love with the gap in her teeth and the serenity of her personality. this drawing could never measure up to her fragrant beauty.
the image was drawn
to believe what I see
seems so impossible
the ink smears
Drawing is a way of expressing oneself through the movement of lines, creating shapes and utilizing variants of different colors. You can draw anything; that’s the beauty of it.
i wish i could take a pencil
draw some memories
swap them with the old ones
endlessly
there would be no empty pages in my
deformed mind
It takes so much to sit down and do it. I know I can, I know I want to. I should be right now,
but instead of givin my heart to the art,
I make words into the same visual.
The two forms come to a draw.
He put the pencil to paper and began to draw. He traced the outline of her body, from her delicate waist to the curve of her hips to the gentle slope from her thighs to her legs.
i love drawing
at least i think i do, or did.you can draw everything in life
some have a vivid imagination when they draw, they use it.
i wish to get better at drawing and i wish to learn it from my grandfather
drawing is art for me
Scratching
I drag the pen
Ink unfurling
Flowing
Curling
Across the page
Sea
Of crisp white
I’m always in this struggle with myself to draw,
And often I’m in this world
with a blank page.
I wish I was a child again
Where the hardest decision
Was what crayon colour to choose,
And I could cover a whole page
in Dreams and Happiness
Drawing play castles in the sand, the waves careen through turrets and drawbridges. I wished that once upon a time was infinite, the sea water erased my wishing star.
He sat at the metal table, drawing a picture of a dinosaur roaming through a forest. He was being quiet; he was being good. He was even coloring inside the lines, like his momma always told him he should. Maybe this time they would realize just how well he was behaving and they would let her come to the glass to see him.
Drawing blood from this spider bite.
I think it might be poisonous, it’s swollen and tight.
I need to find a remedy,
I really don’t want surgery.
She was so young,
We watched her grow
She filled up our lives, gave it purpose
And I finally thought that I had done something good
When she would say to me,
“Daddy, I want to draw”
A white blank canvas that calls his name. Two steps forwards and he’s in the frame. Searching; to find nothing. Yet she she’s everything. White. Bright. Stark and bold. The colour of clean and free.
Draw this. Draw that I like to draw though admittedly I am not the best. I have a drawing group if anyone is interested as well as a drawing blog. Check out drawinger.tumblr.com My drawing group used to be draw this. Now it is, gee I dunno. How funny is that?
Draw a picture of a thousand colours, the very insides of your mind. A swirling cosmos of your own internal galaxies stretching infinitely within yourself. Rejoice in the colours and magic you are.
i hate this word. i wish it was a different word that i could be writing about. it is not very entertaining to me. maybe if this site had given me a better word to write about, i would start using capitalization in my writing.
draw away from feelings. draw into yourself. that is when you lose it.
I don’t draw well . . . except I can draw conclusions really well. Sometimes the conclusions that I have drawn have made me happy, sometimes, angry, and sometimes sad. Drawing conclusions often leads to taking action, and although sometimes it has gotten me into trouble, sometimes it has made me feel relieved.
I draw when I’m sad. i draw when I’m bored, when I’m happy, or when I just need to forget. I draw people and places with lots of emotion. Usually the things I draw are dead, or at least symbolically so. They always have their hearts ripped out of their chests.
Drawing is fun. Produce the most hilarious things when you are drunk. Life drawing is the best. Doodling is under rated, I think its a sign of original thought.