My sister is a talented artist but I’m complete garbage. When we were young, we drew completely differently. I drew whatever I felt like. She always drew the ex

My sister is a talented artist but I’m complete garbage. When we were young, we drew completely differently. I drew whatever I felt like. She always drew the exact same dog. Over and over, thousands of times, for years. Whenever we’d go into a restaurant, she’d flip the placemat over and draw the exact same dog. Over and over again. It got to a point that I knew what lines she was going to put next, but though I knew how to construct the dog, it never looked quite right. It’s like I draw the recognizable part of a dog. She draws a dog. If I wanted to get really good at sketching in a hurry, I’d do exactly what my sister did and fill notebooks of the same exact picture. (Just not of that dog. I’m sick of that fucking dog…) :)