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Memory Foam

the dent you've made is bigger than we really realize.

Scannery

I was going through my journal the other and decided to scan a couple of things that I still liked, even after months or years.

I used to draw a lot more, but now the inspiration or urge comes less and less. I don't know why this has happened; probably something to do with a general deepening loss of self-esteem. Whoops!

On another separate note, I feel very contented right now. I am swaddled in my tiredness, my apartment, and being locked away from the world on this very hot night in a cool room. I am listening to Psapp and have a darling kitty at my feet and I'm tending to my little artworks, and thoughts too; and I feel it's all I ever really need sometimes. Just some quiet time to be me.

Thursday is the new Friday

Friday I went to the gym, OKAY!?

Asterios/I'm Serious

I was at Shakespeare & Co. a while ago and was attracted to this new graphic novel by David Mazzucchelli...


Asterios reminds me somewhat of a sophisticated version of Meggo's make-believe but possibly real future Greek billionaire shipping tycoon husband, Kronos Megalopoulos.I love this style of drawing, and the use of color; reminds me of retro 1950s ads & cartoons. I also love that his last name is Polyp...GROSS.

I must find my tablet stylus so I can finally do some real drawing instead of this bullshit secret drawing and scanning at work business.

While Alek was here last week, through our usual fare of ridiculous voices and made-up words, we stumbled upon two characters (Eunice & Eunice) who would make a good short comic strip. They are sisters-in-law of 120 years who live in Lincolnshire and go on adventures. I have to really work on drawing these ladies because I can't draw old people very well. This is why I need to find the lost stylus because it would be more efficient to copy the faces for the sake of consistency (so they don't look different every time!).

Oh, they also have an ambiguously gay nephew named Klosty (I know right, wtf?).

Just a Couple of Sea-Cows, Us Two...

According to Wikipedia:
The name manatí comes from the Taíno, a pre-Columbian people of the Caribbean, meaning "breast".

I also learned that my doodle is physically inaccurate because "the females tend to be larger and heavier". Another little known (but sad) fact I learned is that "the current main threat to manatees in the United States is being struck by boats or slashed by propellers" because they inhabit shallow waters.

Now you know everything you need to know about manatees (but not my relationship).

How to Rain on Your Own Parade.

It's like an ad for alopecia and depression in one! How quaint.

So I'm not singing in the rain, but at least I'm seeing some light now (figuratively speaking, since it's presently raining and thundering outside). I went through a lot of trouble trying to scan this shit at work, which was supposed to help me avoid the trouble of setting up my scanner at home. I was scared someone in the copy room would see what I was scanning and then my life would be ruined.

Looking forward to a good weekend. And I mean that for seriously. I want to finish my peacock drawing.

More.

Marker & pen on bristol.


I did this one first; don't like it as much. Color pencil, pen, marker & china marker.

Life & Dreams.

&

Dancing with Myself

Uh oh

Yeah so I've grown out of my "brown identity politics" phase (thank goodness), and now I just identify as "person", but I doodled this anyway.

YAWN.

The [my] Elephant (family: Riffantidae)

Elephants are herbivores, spending 16 hours a day collecting plant food. Their diet is at least 50% grasses, supplemented with leaves, bamboo, twigs, bark, roots AND CAKES.

(I drew the elephant with my tablet!)

Final Notice

This is getting ridiculous. I need to carry around my journal or something, especially since work is waning down in peak vacation season. I wish I were a little bit more motivated in making things, especially since I want to get better at drawing.

I've taken to writing down key phrases on post-its at work in hopes that this will get me to do things when I get home, but it never pans out that way. Mostly because I don't believe I can make something that I like, which is the dumbest excuse ever. I'm still reeling from drawing for two hours and my computer randomly shutting down, and then crying for ten minutes and then mourning for a day.

So I will draw later, after I make dinner...
I think.

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I've also noticed that being in school, or rather the thought of going back to school gets me excited because, 1- I want to get a better job that is at least somewhat reflective of my capabilities and interests &, 2- The more immediate effect: I feel an urgency in having to know what's happening around me and the connection which stems from that to the entire world.

It took me a good ten minutes trying to phrase that correctly.