Let's Examine Tracing.Anyone who knows any serious artist, or even a talented non-serious artist, knows the general stance on tracing stuff that isn't yours: Don't do it.
But why? WHY IS TRACING SO WRONG? Why is drawing Totoro from memory infinitely better than eyeballing work someone else has done? The argument seems to be that people learning how to draw should be allowed to trace or otherwise copy someone else's work by eyeballing it. But if you don't encourage originality, you get people who never STOP copying other people's work. You get fantastic artists who ONLY DRAW what they can look at directly. You learn amazing technical skills from looking at something and copying it, but you don't put any life into your art. You kill your creativity and your talent.
To be fair, everything drawn is referenced from something. But there is a difference between going to Getty images to see how the form of a foot is created so you can draw it accurately, and copying the entire drawing, including the foot.
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FragmentedFragmented4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This fic takes place immediately after the Season 15 South Park premiere.
The day arrived in a flurry of ecstasy for Eric Cartman, who'd eagerly awaited Kyle's release from the hospital for some time. Despite the fact the he was still injured from being struck by lightning, he climbed the stairs to his sort-of friend's room with renewed strength, for tucked into his coat, safe from the view of Kyle's parents, was his brand new iPad. His mother, so obviously distressed by her son's injury, bought him the thing as a get well present, and the best part about that was that said iPad was better than everyone else's.
He intended to rub it in Kyle's face, perhaps literally, and hoped that the mere sight of it would cause the other boy some great distress. He so loved seeing Kyle in distress, and the thought of it made the pains from God's thorough smiting seem not quite as bad.
He was almost giddy when he reached the bedroom, though, strangely, his euphoria faded when he saw Kyle sitting
South Park Ficlet Collection ISouth Park Ficlet Collection I4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Most of these fics are no longer than a page. They feature a number of different characters, so there's probably something here for everyone. I write these as I think of them, so you can think of them as sketches of sorts. Enjoy!
It hurt in a way Cartman couldn't comprehend. And for that moment in time; that brief, insignificant blip that wouldn't even register on the radars of the universe; he understood. He and Kyle knew each other more than they'd ever really been able to grasp, and their antagonism fueled them, brought life to them both. Even if they couldn't stand each other right now, Cartman had a brief glimpse of the future as he looked at his technically dead companion. One day, they would be friends.
His lip trembled. It went beyond that stupid contract. Oh, sure, that agreement would have to be upheld on principle, but it wasn't the only reason Cartman had to save his friend. After all, anyone could perform the unspeakable and somewhat embarrassing acts tha