I like to draw people.
And not “normal” people either. I can care less about your stereotypical white washed perception of “Normal” and “Beautiful” and whatever other adjective you need to describe “Boring, skinny, white girls”. What’s the fun in that anyway? That’s something that you see everyday. In the media, magazines, movies etc etc. What’s the fun of drawing someone who has been deemed perfect and photoshopped into that perfection to begin with any way?
Give me your freaks, weirdos, bums, and snazzy dressers any day.
Give me weird hair, weird make up and weird clothes.
Give me flaws, imperfections and odd shapes.
I am not judging the people that I see, I am not mocking the people I see, and I do not mean any harm to them either. I merely want to draw them because there was something unique about them that caught my eye out of the hundreds of people who walk past my stand on a Saturday.