I Get All The Guys, I Get All The Guys

Okay, not really. I just have "The Girls" by Calvin Harris stuck in my head. BUT, said odd title is actually relevant with this post. What. Now.
All I seem to be drawing right now is males. I take that as a good thing. Everyone draws girls, but never guys. They can be just as beautiful as women, hard and strong versus soft and curvy. So, my guess is my next dump will have a lot of testosterone in it. Hell, I already sketched out 1 1/2 guys today (thanks to some lovely stock images.) The first one's below, and you can click it for a better view, details and a link to the reference photo.

Also, I finished my last recycled paper sketchbook for now. I've started a black landscape spiral one, but still draw vertiacally most of the time. So, I've to keep my eyes peeled for some more green paper. Other great news, Dad may come home from the hospital tomorrow (well, today. It's 1am.) Woo productive inability to sleep!

Loves,
Sarah

Cold & Contemplative

It's been a morning of introspection in my world, so really if you're here for art, I've posted an older photo at the end of the post, that's about it. It's just one of those mornings. One of those freezing sort of mornings.
Not that it is actually morning. No, such has passed and tis now the afternoon. I spent my night nerding it up, and then partaking in a dance for band geeks. It's only taken four years and over a dozen of different friends to find the right ones, for me to jump around the middle of the gym like a fool, singing Ke$ha and bothering the freshman in my section. I locked up my sketchbook and only did a little people watching, compared to the amount in which I usually partake. I must say, one of the greatest 'social functions' (if you would call it that,) that I've ever been to. I danced quite a bit, once they played Ke$ha, and ran around with Torie and Erika, who make me happy. Plus, I've wonderful aim with skittles. Really the only downside is my over-analyzing things people do & say in relation to and directly to me. Ra-Ra-Ra ah ah.
Oh, and I realized that it's not that I'm antisocial, I'm just quiet in large groups of strange people. I found myself watching a friend of mine (at least, I'd consider her a friend) start talking to a group of guys from another school. She had them engrossed in this conversation, hanging on her words, as she was the words they spoke. The group dynamic changed when the guys had female classmates show up, but not much. That led to me observing other groups. So yes, I am that girl around the perimeter, watching everyone with an oddly entertained look on her face.
Oh, and I forgot how stupid feelings can make one feel. They can cause you to forgive some people sooner than you do others. Oh, and when you wonder the feelings and motivations of others, you can drive yourself insane. It's quite terrible, really. I sometimes want to be upgraded, like a Cyberman. It would make my life easier.
Another thing I cannot do, would be find a happy medium. You may have noticed, that some times I do nothing but take photographs, recently I've done nothing but draw, and over the summer I had a bout of painting. I really need to find a way to constantly draw, write, photograph and play music. Doing one for a few weeks and then another the next few weeks, it doesn't suit me.
I must tell you all of NanoWriMo Before I go. NaNoWriMo.org is the URL. Do it.

With Love,
Sarah

PS. I love snails

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Cha-Cha-Changes

Let's just say I was tired of the long-ass blog name. And I've begun to feel as though my life is static, unmoving and never evolving. So, new name to the blog, and I'm working on a banner of some sort. I like it better, and this way I wont spell the url wrong, which I've done on many occasions.
I've many paintings in the works, but I keep getting distracted, right when I plan on working on them. It's frustrating, as is finding yourself liking someone. You know they can't like you back, and you try to stop liking them, but then they show how smart or witty they are, and you're stuck even more. If anything, it makes me feel lonely, which I detest. So, I'm left trying to portray the loneliness and then the anger I feel for myself because I feel lonely. It doesn't turn out well.
On a happier note, I've had my sketchbook Lotus for almost a month now, and he's about half-full. I took a bit of a break from drawing every day, but as of last night, he and I are re-acquainted, and the few bits of world history I remember have been illustrated. I also found this site, Illustration Fridays, and am glad to say I think I will start partaking. It is always easier when someone comes up with the idea for me. Some times, I just can't think in a coherent enough manner, even for myself. The ideas get jumbled up and start wrestling each other, trying to get to the top of the pile. That just makes them harder to sort through.
I'm quite discouraged in my attempts to hold an art show. Venues don't like short-term renting, no one is willing to help me out. I'd do a solo show, but I lack the confidence in my own work, and the patients and work ethic to produce that much art.
I think I'll go draw a bit, maybe even write a bit. I'm not quite sure. Have a good day, oh and check out the picture at the end of the post. I light painted with taylor and Matt the other day, and this was one of my favorite shots.

With love,
Sarah