The imperfect perfection.

The scanner being very stupid.

Ruffled Porcelain dress.

It's bizarre how, sometimes, ideas just spring into my mind. Usually i'll start to draw something, beginning at it's head. Sometimes i'll have an idea of what to do, but most of the time i don't. Then, almost magically, while i draw, an idea zoom's into my mind and the dress is born. This is probably to you a load of crap, but thats how i think about it. 

Now let's talk about the dress. It was another one of my zoom-into-my-mind ideas. When drawing i realised how opposite the dress really was. The mess being the top half. Then neatness being the bottom half. Let's imagine this dress is pure white. Everything about the person looks stern, even the shoes and the skirt. Then looking away from this you see the shirt and all at once you realise that this person is not at all so stern and precise. She is in fact 'pushing the boundaries' on herself and is therefore a REBEL. Not what you'd expect i presume?