blackrosekk

Well, I started drawing again, for now. Sounds like that. It feels slightly strange, mostly 'cause after I did a realistic portrait of a dear friend I decided to try improving in realistic drawing; I don't think it's the best for me, but I was in need of concentrating on something new. That's why lately I'm taking with me everything I need to draw, and as I feel like it, I start drawing wherever I am: may it be a café, university, train, bus, somewhere on my way. I also drew an invitation for a play, nothing really important by the way, but I did it in my usual style and it was really fun doing it: I love when I'm totally absorbed by s

I drew. Then not. Then I drew again. Then I stopped again. How uncomfortable. I'd like to draw right now, but one of my problems is that when I'm at home(?) everything just freezes; may it be a thought, an idea, a dream: it dies before it's born. Maybe I'll go looking for a place that allows me to escape from this "omg I'm an ameba" feeling and is also suitable for drawing; I have some ideas I got in a bittersweet period (where the sweet is I left home(?) for a some time, enough to breath again) and I'd like to fix. Who knows.

Geh, I'm tired... I just'd like to say that all my drawings (no more than 10/15) are now here, in my hands. That's strange. For a long time 3/4 among them have been being apart from me 'cause a relative kept on forgettin' them at home, so being able to see them all together it's quite funny but amazing. That's all ^__^ I was just happy so nevermind.