I feel sad when I think of someone I used to have long, open, freeing talks with, but who hasn’t spoken to me at all lately. People who I’ll send little notes to, about missing them, who reply “Love you!” or “We have to talk soon!”, but somehow we never actually connect.
Then there’ll come a day…
Hey kids! Share your thoughts and feelings, it’ll make you feel better.
I was having a “fuck it” day, so I drew this.
There’s been loud construction going on right beside our apartment since yesterday (the parking lot across the lane is being ripped up - in my dream world, I imagine it becoming a cute little park/community garden/both, but I assume they’re just resurfacing it) and this morning, when I sat down to finally paint, the combination of jackhammer and little digging machine was vibrating my studio.
After a few moments of screaming frustration, I realized that (a) it’s a gorgeous day out there, and (b) watercolours are pretty portable. So I wandered over to my neighbourhood ravine (sidenote: I highly recommend having a local ravine in which to wander) and descended into its cool, green depths.
I spent the morning painting en plein air, doodling some fungus monsters and a few bits of botanical nonsense. The air was redolent with new growth and sunshine and birdsong and every time I looked up a new dog was being walked on the path below my hilltop perch.
I plan to make this kind of adventure a more regular occurrence from now on, as spending time surrounded by rustling trees and kissed by dappled sunlight left me completely giddy and and buoyant.
i like how some people on tumblr tell you nothing about their personal lives and remain a total enigma even after months of following them and then some other people on tumblr practically liveblog their farts
That girl you just called impatient? Shes been waiting for Animal Crossing: New Leaf since 2010.
