erikamoen

"Draw me like one of your French girls..."

Published: May 27th 2024, 7:14:24 pm

 Wow, my health has been super not good! It's making me real sad! Yesterday I dragged myself off the couch to go sit on a different chair for a few hours, but in my garden instead.

I am enjoying letting myself be messy with these last few garden sketches. You saw these ones in the last post, but here, let's keep 'em all together.

 Just letting my hand move, approximating the curves of the stems without actually trying to make them 100% accurate. Blobs of color with quick little dashed accent marks.

My dark green marker ran out of ink before I could finish drawing the detail lines and, you know what?, that's fine. I like it in transition like this, like it's moving.

 This is a good picture of me, I like this picture of me, so please don't push back when I say that if you spend a lot of time with me then you can tell that my face is bloated. I am smiling and I'm happy and I look "good" and also my whole body and face are uncomfortably, visibly bloated, I had to cancel multiple dates over the weekend because I was too sick to go out, and I'm just barely managing to fulfill the barest of my obligations and responsibilities.

It's such a disorienting combination! I am "well" enough to make pretty pictures for the internet in the form of drawings, photos, and videos, which creates this illusion that things are pretty and fun over here. And then there is everything else that I don't post pictures of that show how unwell I am. Sorry, this is kind of a bummer.

My garden makes me happy. Taking pictures of my garden makes me happy. Sharing those pictures on the internet makes me happy.

I'm catching my snatches of happiness wherever I can.