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Eye practice

GameLovingFox

Published: Dec 7, 2011

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Well this is an eye practise i did in my Drawing class(it's my eyes btw xD THEY LOOK MUCH PRETTIER HERE THEN THEY ACTUALLY ARE!!!)... MIND THAT IT'S A DIFERENT CLASS THAN ARTS xD

so.. i hate my teacher... she's too picky... she argued with me that she only wanted ONE eye... so this one is for me to keep .w. well in class after she told me to do ONE eye i did ONE eye... then she told me it wasn't right... so i did another one... it STILL wasn't right... It had a "perspective".... damn woman >_>" so i had to take a picture of my eye from the front and tried to do it... *sigh* Still working on it.... meanie teacher >3>

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TheDevilsBreath

Dec 26, 2011

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AIYAAAHHH THESE ARE TOO AWESOME *dies*
;A; they're really, really good.
What on earth is your teacher thinking. I love those eyes.

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