CrossStitch

The pony drawings. They call to me. Color me curious and call me intrigued.

http://fairbreezy.deviantart.com/

There's my deviantArt with most of my drawings on it.

So, I started a topic here a while back where I started drawing ponies...

That was a while ago and since then I've been on and off of Canterlot and drawing quit a bit in my spare time. I even got myself a tablet.

Anyways, for those of you who remember my old drawings, perhaps you could tell me if I've improved!

For those who have NOT seen them... LOOK I DREW PONIES!

http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/108/a/0/jackleapp_sketch_by_fairbreezy-d4wnzlh.png (And griffons.)

http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/109/3/b/rainbow_dash_by_fairbreezy-d4ww9zg.png

http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/110/0/e/i_drew_a_griffon_by_fairbreezy-d4x1f3d.png

http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/124/7/9/pony_sketch_by_fairbreezy-d4ykicn.png

http://fairbreezy.deviantart.com/ <My deviant art with many other non-pony related drawings.

Comments? Tips? Anything?

Cross-Stitch smiled, "Right; Mr. Flink, then," He said, laughing a bit. The name seemed to tickle his tongue as it rolled off of it.

"Flink, you should really calm down..." Cross-Stitch said, growing ever more concerned the longer that the pegasus talked, "Has work been this stressful to you? My, it makes me feel lucky that I didn't find myself in such a career." He shook his head, unable to imagine what the doctor must have gone through to end up in such a wreck. An idea popped in his head, a way to repay the good doctor for what he had done for him, "Ah! Let me make you some tea, perhaps that will calm you."

Cross-Stitch walked over to the door of his shop and flipped the 'Open' sign to 'Closed,' "I also live here, you see. The living quarters are up the stairs here." Cross-Stitch crossed the room as he spoke and began to ascend the stairs, trying to decide what kind of tea Flink would prefer.

Cross-Stitch immediately snapped up as he hear the bell with a wide grin on his face. Finally, a customer! Finally, some business! Finally... But unfortunately it wasn't a customer. It was Flitwink, the doctor who had helped him the other day and even promised a visit when he wasn't too busy. Sure enough, here he was, in the shop.

It wasn't a customer, but Cross-Stitch was perfectly fine with it, it was something to break up the slow moving day. "Oh, Hello doctor Flitwink." He said with a wide smile and a tilt of his head, "What brings you to my little corner of Canterlot? Was it a slow day for you as well?"

It was a slow day at 'The Perfect Fit,' the store owned and ran by CrossStitch. Dresses, shirts, jackets, and all kinds of clothing decorated the mannequins around his shop, but no customers were there to buy them. He should have guessed that eventually he would have a slow day, and today was the very definition of the phrase 'slow day.' He rested his head on the counter and gave a sigh, unsure of what to do. This was the first slow day he had here in the shop, so what was he supposed to do? He figured he could make some new clothes, but he felt no inspiration.

He sighed again but felt a tinge of pain run up his leg. It was his leg acting up again, reminding him that it was time for him to take his medicine that Flitwink had given him the other day. He pulled a container out from under the counter and picked out one of the odd colored leaves the doctor had given him. He began to chew on it absentmindedly as he once again rested his head on the counter with a bored expression.

"Such a boring day..."

The change of tone was... Jarring, to say the lest. Cross-Stitch felt as though he had been hit in the muzzle due to the sudden shift in tone and direction of conversation.

"Uh..." He sat dumbfounded for a second, unsure of what to say or do. He shook his head clear of confusion, he realized that he needed to say something or he would sound rude. Though, he was never one to turn down a customer... He nodded, and tried to smile, "That would be lovely." His mind was churning though, why did the conversation turn so suddenly anyways? And why was Flitwink now seeming very...Off beat? "I work at 'The Perfect Fit,' it's not too far from here. Any time the hospital isn't too busy, you could drop in." He said, giving him a full smile this time.

I accidentally saved over the original drawing while I was coloring it, but you can still get the gist of it.

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And the colored version.

Yeah... Never doing that again.

I AM going to start drawing full body ponies instead of just the head now though. Let's see how this goes...

Cross-Stitch beamed another smile at Rose, "For you, I will make you a deal of ten bits." He began to move towards the counter near the front of the shop, noticing that the costumer from before was ready to pay.

He moved behind the counter and re-examined all of the clothing that his other customer had chosen, Cross-Stitch had to admit that he did have a very good taste in style, "Alright sir, since this is the grand opening, I'd feel like a crook if I charged you any more then forty bits." Cross-Stitch gave Colturnius another friendly smile.

My first request X3

It was from Conor, and he wanted a sketch of Conor and Colton side mby side.

Obviously, it's not done yet. But here's Conor sketched out. I rather like it.

Cross-Stitch began to giggle, "Well, you never can go wrong wit ha red tie! Or so they say. I have several in many different materials, and patterns. Have a look around and when you're done, I'll meet you at the register." He gave the pony a wink before rushing back to Rose. He felt out of breath, but he retained his relaxed and friendly look.

"Madame Rose! Sorry about that, now, how does the hat feel?" He said with a wide smile.

In the back of his mind he reminded himself to hire some help around here. Never did he think things could get so busy on his first day.

His gaze fell to the floor, "Mother and father...?" He said, looking down at the shiny tile of the hospital floor.

"Father passed away some time ago to an illness. Mother passed away a few months after, they say it was due to 'heartbreak'." Cross-Stitch blinked, holding tears in. Sure, this happened a long time ago, but to even talk about re-opened old wounds. Flitwink was able to talk about his wife openly though, so Cross-Stitch should be able to talk about his losses as well, at least that's how he saw it.

Cross-Stitch felt the air around them thicken, but the doctors laughter seemed to clear it up, allowing him the time to breathe, "Your wife sounded like an amazing person." He said, he felt a bit of sorrow for not having the chance to meet such an amazing and talented pony.

The story switched to him though, and it was his turn to tell the tale. "My story...?" He looked up to the light above them, looking past the bright bulb and into his past:

"My story started when I was young... I was born and raised in Canterlot by my mother who loved sewing... My father was an artist who traveled the world painting," Cross-Stitch laughed at this, "Good ol' dad... Nothing stopped his painting, not even us..." He meant it in good nature, but the though sent a tinge of pain up his heart, because it was true. "Mother taught me to sew, taught me to live, showed me manners and etiquette." To this day, he could remember her lessons by heart.

"She took me to a fashion show, and that's where I discovered my love for fashion." He absentmindedly put a hoof against his red scarf, the first thing he ever made, "I made this scarf, it was my first piece of clothing, and that's when I earned my cutie mark... I run a clothing store not far from here now," He began to laugh, "If only mom and dad could see it now..." He gently shook his head and his mane flowed with it, waving from side to side.

[[ Buck yourself. ]]

Another sketch. That angle of the head... That was murder.

I seriously got a headache just trying to fathom how it would look, and I'm still not very happy with how it turned out.

Figured I'd post it anyways for feedback.

Decided to mess around in Sai. I never use it, but I'm happy with the results.

It's more of a scarf. I love scarfs X3

Thanks for the compliments, it really means a lot to me to hear them. It also pushes me to do better and keep drawing. Thanks everypony

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I'm not sure what advice I can give, but keep practicing never hurts, and it doesn't have to be anything in particular. Sometimes it helps to just practice making lines, curves and simple shapes. Get used to the feeling of making one solid line instead of a bunch of little marks that turn into a line eventually. Loosen up those joints and experiment with different kinds of marks on the paper.

Thanks, Mint. I tried to do that on this next drawing I just did. I still feathered a bit in places though...

Thank you SO very much!

You've been a great help Whitehawke, I'll keep all your tips in mind when I draw from now on. : ]

2. Draw through. The eyes, the mouth, the mane, the body - everything. It allows you to understand how everything goes together. This applies for basically all the things in a drawing.

Sorry, but I don't exactly follow.

Could you elaborate a bit more on this point?

A quick drawing of Rainbow Dash. Here I'm trying to bring it all together.

Trying to draw eyes. Maybe you could recognize a few?

This is me trying to rotate a face in 3D. Oh, and if you're wondering why it looks funny, I accidentally had my scanner to scan black and white.

Here; I'm trying to get used to drawing a circle, as that seems to be what all ponies are made of. I've done multiple circles trying to get my hand and mind used to the shape. I even decided to map out the direction on one or two of them.

So, as the title implies; I have no prior art experience be it professional or as a hobby. But that hasn't stopped me from trying to learn. Here I will be posting images as I gradually learn more and more about drawing. I ask, nay, BEG that you brilliant artists out there give me some tips. I can take harsh criticism, so please tell me your honest opinions.

Well... Without further adieu: