...Love you too

If you can picture a sunrise to a pleasantly warm day....you have just spent nine hours being forced to be creative but its all good because you've made plans to see a certain someone at the end of it all....

Have dinner together (a substandard university pub type dinner but hey; you only have $50 to last you about 3 weeks) after dinner and having conversations too personal to discuss you lay on the laugh at things that aren't particularly funny but you're feeling overly giggly.

You ask him to wait for your bus with you and he agrees....as your walking and talking and hugging it leads to holding hands (you don't swing your arms....cause boy that would be laaaaaame) only the bus is early and the mood is killed!!

So i'm running for my bus, he lets go out of my hand and while i'm running he shouts out "love you!" I shout out a return "Cya!" and keep running...

The statement is purely platonic....like saying you love your sister or best friend. No i'm not sad that my relationship with this person is platonic...far from it

I'm impatient for the days for when I meet someone, and those words mean what you all just thought they did:p

Creative Outlet

Collaboration between sunni and me and i recently removed it once pinky toe came back and suggested a change? I decided to use the dummy to help me expand my wardrobe which i've been thinking about for some time....and now exams are over i have an excuse to start! (or is that no excuse to make?)

However....after thinking seriously it ended in some not so serious sketches

A lot of my drawing time has been spent doing an actual drawing class....i am improving greatley and these are some of the drawings that i do feel proud of! (after looking at a work slowly unfurl for four hours a piece it is difficult to like it in the end)

Practice

Two paintings from a collection that should be scraped.....i made mistakes and they're not incredibly interesting, but its getting back into the habbit, since i'll be doing this for four hours twice a week

here there is more significance with the idea......its of the moon during the aftermath of some horrible bushfire days.....the smoke turned both the sun and moon incredibly red.

This is a flower from a postcard i bought for 50c years ago....like in yr 10. I liked the colours of the postcard which is in no way reflected here.

This was the first practice i did on an easel i got for my birthday.....i tried really hard to, but i screwed it up><

anyway i should keep practicing.....but i feel like this isn't being an appropriate outlet for me at the moment and i should dabble in other mediums

Introductions...

This morning my pinky toe asked me what i was doing wasting my life

"Why i don't know pinky toe! I say, you've been intolerant of my lack of action lately. Why have you stuck with me for so long?"

So my pinky toe collected its things and left......You'd probably think i was lacking. But i see it as a gain.

I now have a conversation starter at parties..... i must remember to wear strappy shoes.

As an act of defiance......I'll prove it to pinky toe that I'm in fact proactive. There was a rumour spreading about me. Either i was in rent or i need rent. Either is a fabrication.

Oh, I'm sorry.....my pinky toe was considerate enough to give directions of care to my stomach.....I must eat.

I welcome you to my psyche.....enjoy your stay