||[Jul. 21st, 2011|02:01 am]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
aubrey beardsly is my main man, but I couldn't read this thing, I couldn't even understand what it was about.
I was being a real brat one time, because I didn't have any black left. can't remember if I was painting or drawing, anyways my mum said that I didn't need it, but I was like "no, I have to draw the lines". she said there where no black lines in real life. I member I was like "arrgh you stupid idiot, you can't see the black lines?!" because everything has black lines. no I never meant for this to come out beautiful, I just wanted to draw my face (my favourite subject) without the black lines for ones, just to see what it was like... (it was like; meh.)
the little monkey was already there, I think I probably draw it in 1993 because that's when the pad is from.
my father spends all his time painting shit white, I don't want to paint my summers away when I grow up. (they say I must find a man to paint my shit white for me.)
I met Kaspar on the neighbouring Island
we went for a walk
and there was this gate
I ended up walking about 10km. most of them alone. I never realized how wast the tiny islands are....