Let’s go back to the Arthouse.
It’s been much too long since I’ve been back at my life drawing sessions. The first few pages were shamefully rusty, and even the better drawings are nothing like what I used to manage within the same amount of time.
Nevertheless, I’m back there. I don’t expect myself to be just as good as I was at the beginning of the year, but I’ll be taking the next two weeks pretty much off of the other subjects to practice again because life without naked figures to draw is like a plant with blue leaves.
There was a point to the blue but I forget. I’m barely moving these days. There’s too much to think about and too much to consider but on the other end of the spectrum there’s a pot of gold that’s waiting for me to move through all this and I’ll reach it soon. It’s just difficult, but when aren’t things difficult?
There will be more drawing posts in the next week and a half. I’m ignoring my other not drawing related responsibilities if I have to because it’s suffocating me.
I’ve been addicted to Sims in the past few days and made Kristin and I as Sims. My favourite Sims Logic story to tell right now is how we bought a really nice house unfurnished because why not so we didn’t have any chairs or proper furniture for ages. Every time we had a meal simultaneously Kristin’s Sim would go and eat it on the toilet because there was nowhere else to sit, and my Sim would get annoyed at her because then she couldn’t sit on the toilet to eat since Tin’s Sim was in the way so she would eat it outside the bathroom in a bad mood. I’m much better off now. We even have a sound system in the Sim house now.
I have a stupid short written series of stuff right now called Shit Haikus because I’m good at those and if I write enough of them I will put them here too because life is too short to be a good haiku poet. English haikus aren’t accurate anyway sigh sob cries.
I saw Nataliya today in the first time since forever and it was so glorious I think my spleen exploded. There was so much to say and not enough time to say it all because my mind doesn’t really work in multiple directions anymore these days it’s just a One Way road which is stupid because I was almost late for work due to unwillingness to leave. She’s just too good to me.
Keep going, Annie.