I Learned that I Don't Listen to Myself.

I actually decided to try monochrome black watercolor painting. But half-way through it, I used brown. So much for following through a decision.
-_-"

For this one, I used a discarded folder I remember I have (and I have quite a few). I wanted a thicker paper so I reused the folder. Unfortunately, it wasn't white but a light dull ochre nonetheless, it would do. I can't be too picky.

lines using pencil.
I really unintentionally draw people like they're androgynous.
Ignore the shadow of my hand and camera. 

I sketched on the folder. I tried not to include too much details but it was hard on the hair. I liked how the lips curved on this one. I did not notice that the eyebrows weren't symmetrical, not until I was almost done. 

I Should Learn When to Stop.

Fuck you too, Watercolor-san. FUCK YOU TOO.

So.. uhh... I'm trying to learn learning how to use watercolor and failing miserably. I really fell in love with Agnes Cecile's style (go and google her!). But of course, I still can't do anything that remotely looks like her works but I'm working on it. And since I'm a super-noob in using this medium, I'm already feeling frustrated. The paper kept on curling, I don't know what I'm doing wrong with prepping it. Maybe too much water? But I haven't really achieved an acceptable one that it's getting really frustrating. It's already on to the point that I skip that step all together and proceed to sketching. -_-" (Curl, paper. CURL ALL YOU WANT!)