Thursday, March 25, 2010

Pencils...

Yeah, everyone carries pencils. I mean, we go to school and all. We kinda need them. But not too many people carry pencils the way I do. I have my trusty mechanical pencil that I can't live without. I use it for both writing and drawing. I get upset if I can't use a mechanical pencil when I want to write something. I hardly use a wooden pencil for writing anymore. If I have a number 2 HB wooden pencil, I'm probably using it to draw. Although I draw sharp lines with my mechanical pencil, I prefer to sketch with wooden pencils. They leave a better foundation that I can then use when drawing the sharp lines with a mechanical pencil. Wooden pencils are also great for shading, since they have soft tips that leave good textures for blending. A charcoal pencil is, however, better for shading. I have one of those too. I'm not really into coloring, but I have a couple of color pencils just in case too. I lose many of my pencils, or give them to people who never return them all the time. This upsets me.

An artist who sees my wide range of pencils would recognize why I have so many and what their uses would be. I would not consider myself an artist because I do not have a real passion for it, I only like it as a hobby. However, an artist can probably see this because a true artist prefers wooden pencils of different hardness and color rather than simple number 2 HB pencils. If an archaeologist found these pencils, he or she would not be able to interpret these as well as an artist. S/he would probably just decide that I am a pencil artist and leave it at that. S/he would be more interested in the fact that I have these different kinds of pencils and see that I can afford them, signifying that I lived in a first-world country.

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