Lately I've been doodling buildings. I don't know, but there's something soothing about just piling geometric shapes on top of one another. And then I always feel compelled to add some subversive element to it. This, like many others was done in ballpoint pen...started at a flute lesson and finished later at home.
The title just sort of came to me...just thinking about tolerance and differences.
Well, I could say the picture is about how we tend to try and label things that are different, because we can't accept them as they are. But the truth is that I started drawing buildings, and then I decided to insert a giant tentacle, and then I decided I didn't want to draw the suckers, so the tentacle became a tail, and then I thought about what the residents of a small town would be doing if they woke up one morning and there was this huge tail sticking out into Main Street...and then the flute lesson ended and I was done.
Haha, thank you. I was going to draw the rest of the monster, but I thought it was best left up to the interpretation of the viewer. Who says it's a monster anyway?
The entire canvas is tilted, or maybe its just the way you scanned it, but it is a bit disruptive and throwing me off center when I look at the picture. Other than that, good job. The dinosaur or whatever it is gives us something to consider.
Ha, I think the perspective is a bit skewed, and the paper probably bowed, and I probably didn't hold the camera right...you name it. For some reason I just felt like posting this before I went to bed.