September 26, 2013

Sandpaper tears corrode the film…

I hate fall. omg do I ever hate fall. I’m trying really hard not to dwell on it but with every red leaf I see on the maple tree in our front yard, I get seasonably depressed. Just bit by bit.

But I’m trying not to let that happen so Blake told me I only had to go to the first macro class and if I hated it I didn’t have to go to any more of them and he wouldn’t be mad about the wasted money. So that’s a deal. I’ll go to the first one and if it’s scary I don’t have to go back. Okay. I can do that. That happens next month.

Other than that all I feel like doing, so that’s exactly what I am doing, is drawing pictures for my theoretical colouring book. Suggestions on the kinds of girls you’d like to see are completely welcome.

On the studio tour I was asked 3 times, “do you do boys?” and my answer was that, no, I made one boy for my son and I told him that would be the only boy I’d ever do. This is the one I did for Wes in like, 2009:

I love it.
He loves it and takes very good care of it.
(Both kids do take care of any art I’ve made them/put them in charge of.)

So all week it’s been nagging at me that I *could* do boys. Honestly, because of what I said to Wes, I’ve never even let my mind go there, but I’m going to talk to him about it after school and see what he thinks of me going back on what I said. Honestly, I’ll be surprised if he remembers but if it’s important to him then that’ll be the end of the conversation. I have a lot of ideas though…

Anyway, that’s my brain at the moment. Happy Thursday!

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