art, and the art of Fuck It

or, how i learned how to stop worrying and love mess

for the past handful of days i’ve been attempting to loosen myself up and feel out a style for an eventual (soon) commission tier below that of the art from the last post; my target was something that takes ~2 hours but still looks good, and i think i’ve finally gotten there after several tries, as chronicled below:

i guess mostly what i learned from this is i need to stare at photos of people who dress Very Well and learn what they’re doing, followed closely by The Rest Of What I Learned Doing This