My story. When I was thirteen or fourteen I liked to draw, so one day I decided to draw
on some fruit (which sadly are in the bin) then stood them together and drew it all out in
an animation and made a comic strip about them (which I might add are a bit violent).
My mam always said I was a good artist and at making animation drawings than
drawing itself. I remember when I got a bit mad at my pencil and I snapped it and I
couldn't draw until I found another so I ran down to the shop and fell over. That day I
found a drawing of a duck which I don't have to this day because my sister put it through
the shredder- 'the duck killer'. But anyway I got a new pencil and started finishing my
drawings. This is what it looked like- a carrot with arms, legs, nose, mouth and eyes.
Good, funny times I had creating them and some to relieve the emotions inside of me. I
haven't drew a grape yet because grapes are tasty and should not be grey.