So many juicy apricots cascading through leaves and begging to picked from neighbours trees.

Still trying to work out this watercolour pencil thing. Also, wilting leaves are not pretty or fun to draw.

Sugar Rush (1)

Sugar Rush (1)

I stared at him intently, interrupting his sleep with the scratching of my pen.

I stared at him intently, interrupting his sleep with the scratching of my pen.

jtotheizzoe:

The annual Geminid meteor shower is peaking right now. Are you outside, looking into the infinity? (Thanks to Science Based Life for the comic)

jtotheizzoe:

The annual Geminid meteor shower is peaking right now. Are you outside, looking into the infinity? (Thanks to Science Based Life for the comic)

The painting tools were covered in thick sheets of feathery dust, abandoned and laying helpless in the corner of the room. Oh, the poor, filthy paint brushes. The outer bristles were withered, the neglected inner bristles cemented together with rich, black paint.
The tricks of time were not going to stop me now! Observing this scene was an achievement in itself. I blew the dust away, blasted the dry paint off the brush and poured the thick, lush paint onto the palette. Then I began…

The painting tools were covered in thick sheets of feathery dust, abandoned and laying helpless in the corner of the room. Oh, the poor, filthy paint brushes. The outer bristles were withered, the neglected inner bristles cemented together with rich, black paint.

The tricks of time were not going to stop me now! Observing this scene was an achievement in itself. I blew the dust away, blasted the dry paint off the brush and poured the thick, lush paint onto the palette. Then I began…

ICE CREAM!!!

ICE CREAM!!!

I prefer this perspective.
Still tracing those lips and pondering away.

I prefer this perspective.

Still tracing those lips and pondering away.

She lightly brushes her lips with her finger tips, softly tracing their outline.
Her finger gently settles onto her bottom lip as thoughts scurry and eyes glaze over.

She lightly brushes her lips with her finger tips, softly tracing their outline.

Her finger gently settles onto her bottom lip as thoughts scurry and eyes glaze over.

This suburb is clearly and obviously defined by this image.

This suburb is clearly and obviously defined by this image.

I drank two of the most amazing cups of coffee yesterday. They filled me with such overwhelming joy. I felt that my body would explode into blinding bursts of colour. I wanted to profess my adoration to everyone I knew and did exclaim many “I love you”s to my cups of coffee.

Yes, it was extreme and wonderful.

So, today it sucks balls that the happiness that flourished has been beaten down to the ground and my head is once again filled with pointless matter. I will point my middle fingers to the sky in frustration and hope that coffee will positively taint my day once again.

mmm? hmmm…

mmm? hmmm…

Bahhhhhh! At everything.

Bahhhhhh! At everything.

I love being outside but sometimes there are just too many little, pesky insects.
I think I’ll be adding something to this but I’m not sure what it will be.

I love being outside but sometimes there are just too many little, pesky insects.

I think I’ll be adding something to this but I’m not sure what it will be.