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| After I make this fabulous piece of work. |
Slowly but surely, the things in my house are being packed away. Even more slowly, but-its-getting-done, I am filling in the sporadic spots on my
Mermaid Mother and Son piece. What I can't understand, and I find myself questioning my skills a lot in this regard, is what the blazes was I thinking when I sorted the colors and started? There's like, spots where I skipped over and squares where I was like, "Eh, I'll come back later." What the heck, woman? Now I have to go back with colors that I am "done" with and I start to feel anxious from my lack of commitment for that one 10x10 square! It's...it's like a metaphor for my mentality. I feel deeply concerned.
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| Smh. |
Anyone want to feel concerned with me? No? Ok, I'll sit back down. Till I get back up, enjoy some photos I got from
Pinterest and my phone.
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| Like a real thug. |
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| *gasp* I filtered Mother Nature! |
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| I know Chomper, I know. |
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| A doodle, doodle, doodle. A doodle, doodle, doooodle -stop! |
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| And my belly. Please feed. |
Toodles!
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