Re-Pete
I probably repeat myself a lot. Parent's repeat themselves a lot for the same exact reason that teachers repeat themselves. Older people do it because they probably don't care and younger people do it because they can't remember who they just told their "awesome" story to. It's being human. Makes us lovable, I think.
Caiden rolled over today. I was lying in bed with him. He was fighting sleep so I was making him 'work a little'. This just consists of me holding him and trying to get himself to "hold himself up" or rolling him around on the bed. Making him lift his face up and just like that, he rolled over, right in front of me. I know this is a completely normal occurrence for babies and I can't explain why it makes me so happy. I'm just so proud of the little guy.
I called him my little "C-man" and then I paused because I realized that sounds way to much like SEMEN. So, new nickname time.
On July 19th I sold my skateboard at the gallery. On July 31st I sold my Koi fish painting. I'm in shock honestly. I have nothing to replace them with.
I did buy a new, blank, skateboard deck. I'm just staring at it.
I've tried drawing a seashell, jellyfish, a snake, another tree, a night beach scene....They are all trash. I'm not even going to touch my skateboard at this time.
July 31st was also the last day of my job. Still having mixed emotions. What if I made a mistake?
Sometimes my sense of responsibility is such a downer. But I do think selling another piece of artwork on the day that I officially quit my job is a sign. A good one I think. A hopeful one if nothing else. Wait, or maybe it just fucking cursed me because now I have a naked wall and I'm creatively constipated. Great! HA!
Caiden rolled over today. I was lying in bed with him. He was fighting sleep so I was making him 'work a little'. This just consists of me holding him and trying to get himself to "hold himself up" or rolling him around on the bed. Making him lift his face up and just like that, he rolled over, right in front of me. I know this is a completely normal occurrence for babies and I can't explain why it makes me so happy. I'm just so proud of the little guy.
I called him my little "C-man" and then I paused because I realized that sounds way to much like SEMEN. So, new nickname time.
On July 19th I sold my skateboard at the gallery. On July 31st I sold my Koi fish painting. I'm in shock honestly. I have nothing to replace them with.
I did buy a new, blank, skateboard deck. I'm just staring at it.
I've tried drawing a seashell, jellyfish, a snake, another tree, a night beach scene....They are all trash. I'm not even going to touch my skateboard at this time.
July 31st was also the last day of my job. Still having mixed emotions. What if I made a mistake?
Sometimes my sense of responsibility is such a downer. But I do think selling another piece of artwork on the day that I officially quit my job is a sign. A good one I think. A hopeful one if nothing else. Wait, or maybe it just fucking cursed me because now I have a naked wall and I'm creatively constipated. Great! HA!