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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Rose, at What I Made Today, has been driving me crazy! She draws things- just sits down and doodles and does it on book pages (which gives me the willies), and sometimes colors the drawings, and always just does them in a flash, and makes me want to do it too, but the engineering side of my brain says, "NO, you have to do it RIGHT."
So today, Rose really, really made me crazy. She cut up her violet patchouli soap and then a leaf blew in and fell at her feet. A lovely leaf. Go there and you can see it too.
I had to draw it. I had to make myself draw it fast, because I only had this evening. I had to make myself draw it fast because I need to do that- to NOT agonize over every spot and tear. I made myself draw it with different "things," OK media.
This one is just pen- but the rule was that I couldn't lift the point from the paper.
I couldn't give in completely. I like pencil. I wanted to do a more realistic one. But I was sort of "good." I made myself do it fast.
I like crayons too. Yup... ordinary broken crayon stubs thrown together in an old Albolene can.
Finally... I tried to be crazy. Markers. Not so successful. But I tried.
Just blame it on Rose.