Leaves me alone!
Sheesh. Things seem crazy busy lately. The internet kind of scares me because I see it as a big black hole of lost time.
I have a blister on the bottom of my foot from doing toe-heel-swivel barefoot on the hardwood floor! I'm up to my eyeballs in yarn, trying to finish X-mas gifts! That is if you could see me past the mountain of packages I've been wrapping.
I realized recently that the things I started doing to relax and unwind (dancing, crocheting, knitting, making mail art and ATCs) have sort of morphed into something else, and now they are PART OF THE PROBLEM. And the problem is that there is never enough time in the day.
So, to escape the stress of my other hobbies, this month I decided I should take a drawing class. You know, because it sounded so relaxing. And also because I CAN'T DRAW! Seriously, the last time I took an art class was my freshmen year of high school (17 years ago!) and I was so stoned that year... I don't even remember it. So I scribble like a kindergarten reject, it is true. Anyway, I've only been to three drawing classes and guess what? I'm already stressed out about it. The first class was great, I loved it. Two classes later I am banging my head on the table and wondering WHY CAN'T I DRAW A FREAKIN LEAF?
Of course, drawing a leaf is a problem not only of proportion and shading, but of my dislike for nature. I admit it, if you know me you know it is true, I have issues with NATURE--especially LEAVES. I like deserts and oceansides--places that do not have leaves. Drawing a leaf shortly after having to rake 20 bags of leaves out of my driveway is not relaxing. LEAVES ARE THE ENEMY!
I am afraid to tell my drawing teacher about the problem with me and leaves. I don't think she would understand. Yesterday I decided to forget about the Enemy Leaves. So I drew something that makes me happy--my friend, the shoe...

I feel better now.


