Two birds came along

Once upon a time there was a girl. She liked making things with her hands, she discovered, and she decided to pursue this like. It had taken many forms in her life, ideas that would sometimes be too big for her brain and hands to comprehend and were given up halfway, such as the extra art classes in high school.

There is a legend that this girl once asked her mother to sketch her grade 8 art projects for her, only to help her pass, and that the girl failed a class project when asked to draw a twig with leaves (no help from her mother there, and it also resulted in a big red cross across the page, a large encircled zero and the teacher using this girl's sketch as a perfect example of how one must not draw.) This, however, is not a legend, it's my story. I often try to take on projects that I know for the life of me I will never finish...

And last week I showed off my perfect little strawberry. I say its perfect, so it is!

This had a couple of my friends begging, nay merely asking, that I create some creatures for them. This is the result:

It's not superman

Hoot hoot