these days i come home from school and draw a quick & quirky bird or two. sometimes while i'm listening to the news. they aren't masterpieces and don't need to be.
just a little something before collapsing into bed.
hastily scrawled. spontaneous. the effort level is low and the satisfaction level is high. works for me!
the desk i got last year for my living room was an excellent choice. i use it constantly. whereas the chair it replaced was rarely sat upon.
this journal sat dormant for so long after i made it for a class sample in my Full Tilt Boogie class. then just a couple of months ago i pulled it off the shelf. now it's almost finished.
i love these fold out pages so i think i'll add a few more. i forgot how fun it is to work in a book with flaps & foldouts.
i keep all sorts of notes my kids write to paste them into my writing journal. i laugh when they give them to me and laugh even louder when i reread them in my journals years later. this one was a good fit for this page. dontcha think?
in other news my back patio garden is looking lush. the creeping fig on the wall gets fried in summer on the hot wall. it dies back, but grows again in winter.
my aeoniums are monsters.
see that little porcelain rose? i bought that at a funeral home in paris 10 years ago. it was intended for my pop's grave, but i decided to keep it. maybe sometime i'll make a pilgrimage to arkansas and figure out how to anchor it to mama moss's headstone. duct tape probably wouldn't work huh?
yadda yadda yadda blah blah blah
off to draw something. maybe a squirrel.
catch you on the flip flop drip drop!