Don’t look at me, please…
Oooo dear. Not the greatest picture I ever drew. Drawing from a mirror is hard, and drawing from memory or guessing is pretty hard too. My arms are waaaaaaaay too short. Ear is okay, though.
Waaah! My head got run over!
I was leaving my home this week, the first week in August. I was not happy… So I drew a picture of me hugging… some sort of faceless bishounen representing my house. Or something. My mind is bonkers. No, I don’t have a boyfriend. That’s not any sort of real person, though the fact that the cloth is better drawn than usual makes me wonder… But what happened to my head?!? Half of it’s missing!
Fair lassies, one plain lass, and an extra lad
This is a picture of all the people who were living in a vivacious – er, lively-ish – fashion in my head at this time. L-R Lyra, the High Elf maiden who made Mengil into a good guy, but she looks more like Esgalwen than the girl next to her, Esgalwen. You can tell who’s who because Esgalwen has a dress with lots of pleats and she has a locket around her neck. Lakia stands next to her. Sitting are Rinako, who looks especially good here, and Salir, who you might remember is Sain’s girlfriend in my story. Up on the tree branch is a girl named Cassandra, with bright red hair and raggedy clothes from living on a deserted planet. The two Hylians are again talking, Raelle and Rana, and Raelle has her nice hair again. Ceniro wanted to be included, but my first attempt looked more like my amusing double bass player friend Anthony.
Will I wear this at grad?
Ugggggh, this is a bad picture. One reason that might be is that it’s of me. -_-7 Mom took me shopping for nice clothes, including a performance dress. Well, I really liked this floor-length scarlet thing, and I thought it was very pretty. We didn’t buy it, so I drew a picture of it. But it’s a terrible picture. I think my shoulders are too wide, or something, and my head is a funny shape. And my arms look like blobs.
AAhhhhh! It’s a head!
I chose an unusual subject for a picture this time: me! Aaaaah!
As I wrote at the bottom of the page: “It is strange to see a decapitated, frozen copy of myself staring back at me.” I’ll say. It still gives me a little shivers. And I got my haircut since then, so I look different… Well, it’s not bad, but I have a bigger nose than that.