Yung Artist

The main theme of this blog is art and stuff, and I feel like I've always wanted to do art but then I discovered my old art 'works' and there are almost no words..
In advance I was clearly a self obsessed child and most of my drawings were of myself...

So this is from about 5 years old: 

As people say it's clearly important to have knowledge of our country etc, so here I was, aged 5, writing history with my artistic talent.

Anyway so mid story in my book of the life of the monarchy obviously I added in a selfie:

This is me, playing the piano for the queen clearly something that happened.

Moving on a year, the talent continues, here I decided to draw various members of my family, I hope you can recognise who's who because I know I can. 

Oh here I am again..

My Mum and my great grandma were clearly the same bald women in my eyes:

Another self portrait of me with my house, of which I am similar height. Another realistic quality I thought of myself..

Here, this is someone swimming. Bare in mind the way I learnt to swim when i was 2, was by ignoring the swimming teacher and only listening to the male assistant. Which I then swam, doggy paddle with my tongue out

Me being me:

Now moving on a few years, this is an illustration of little red riding hood. Pay attention to the decoration of how I viewed the grandmas house.

Look how pretty her light is lol

Oh and I know these aren't 'art' but these are brilliant literature so I think they're worth sharing.

"Lovely"

And that was the end.