I had a great day today. I decided the last night that I was going to work out this morning. So I did. Don't get too excited...it took me a month of planning to get up to actually do it. First time I've worked out in a month. I miss it. I hate a great day afterward. Fully of energy. I wasn't tired at work. I wasn't even tired when I came home. Huh, I should do that more often.
Then I drew a picture. While thinking of my mother (the second pic). It's pretty cool. I'm proud of it.
A couple weeks ago I drew another one that was for my sister (the first pic). Just happens to represent what I think so many survivors go through.
I realized while trying to draw again tonight that it is so much harder to do something for myself. To express my own feelings. I can express how I feel about others or how I think others feel. But not myself.
Aside from that, today was an exceptionally good day. I could go for another day like this.
3 comments:
these are awesome
Thanks :)
I'm trying to learn how to draw figures or shapes with the soft pastels. These pictures show the extent of my ability. lol. But I'm learning.
The drawings are very expressive, I like them. Are they made with pastels? Hey, come on over and take a look at the Blog Carnival Against Child Abuse. I finally got all the kinks worked out and it's up and running. Thanks for being part of it! (Hey, if you could put up a little blurb/link to it, that'd be cool, too. Thanks!)
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