MERRY HOLIDAYS.
I didn't think I was going to get all mushy but...
So, quite obviously, I was totally blindsided by Christmas. I didn't care, anyways.
But all of a sudden, today, my aunt and uncle (who I live with) start wrapping presents and my uncle got this awesome gift for everyone, and now we're wrapping it, right? It's going to be addressed to my aunt, sort of jokingly telling her to play once in a while. So, we're wrapping it in some old magazine for carpentry stuff, and when we're done, my uncle gets all excited at says we should start painting it, put a huge tree and then a big present under it addressed to Patti (my aunt).
So, I'm upstairs for a second, doing my business, and when I come downstairs, my uncle is already a little over halfway done with the tree. He hands the brush to me, telling me to finish it up. I do, and he compliments me on making it bigger towards the bottom of the tree, making it realistic and stuff. At that point, I'm all in my pseudo-artist mode and I ask him, "Should I draw the trunk?" and he says yes, let me go get the brown so you can mix it with the leftover green from painting the leafy part of the tree.
He comes back, and I mix it up, and at first I'm a little uneasy about the coloring, I feel like it's too green, but then I put it on the glossy paper, and it's fucking beautiful. I draw a little, and then I totally begin to melt down, because the trunk is too big, the trunk is too big, the trunk is too fucking wide. (I have horrifying self-esteem). And then, calming down, I ask, "Could I put some, ya know-?" and he cuts in, and tells me, yes, putting in roots would be a good idea.
I draw them. I didn't like it at first, I thought the roots were too thick, but then, I get used to it. I finish, and let my sister start working on the little present under the tree, but I can't help but feel all warm inside. I run upstairs, get my camera and begin taking pictures. (I know my ego's big, I have to carry the sonfabitch around.).
Anywho, here are the said pictures:
And here is an obnoxiously blurry close-up of my horrid painting abilities.
Um, but I hope everyone has a merry holiday.
I'm excited. But not at all at the same time. I remember last year I was selfish and stupid (I still am) but I'm happier. So that's good.
So, quite obviously, I was totally blindsided by Christmas. I didn't care, anyways.
But all of a sudden, today, my aunt and uncle (who I live with) start wrapping presents and my uncle got this awesome gift for everyone, and now we're wrapping it, right? It's going to be addressed to my aunt, sort of jokingly telling her to play once in a while. So, we're wrapping it in some old magazine for carpentry stuff, and when we're done, my uncle gets all excited at says we should start painting it, put a huge tree and then a big present under it addressed to Patti (my aunt).
So, I'm upstairs for a second, doing my business, and when I come downstairs, my uncle is already a little over halfway done with the tree. He hands the brush to me, telling me to finish it up. I do, and he compliments me on making it bigger towards the bottom of the tree, making it realistic and stuff. At that point, I'm all in my pseudo-artist mode and I ask him, "Should I draw the trunk?" and he says yes, let me go get the brown so you can mix it with the leftover green from painting the leafy part of the tree.
He comes back, and I mix it up, and at first I'm a little uneasy about the coloring, I feel like it's too green, but then I put it on the glossy paper, and it's fucking beautiful. I draw a little, and then I totally begin to melt down, because the trunk is too big, the trunk is too big, the trunk is too fucking wide. (I have horrifying self-esteem). And then, calming down, I ask, "Could I put some, ya know-?" and he cuts in, and tells me, yes, putting in roots would be a good idea.
I draw them. I didn't like it at first, I thought the roots were too thick, but then, I get used to it. I finish, and let my sister start working on the little present under the tree, but I can't help but feel all warm inside. I run upstairs, get my camera and begin taking pictures. (I know my ego's big, I have to carry the sonfabitch around.).
Anywho, here are the said pictures:
And here is an obnoxiously blurry close-up of my horrid painting abilities.
Um, but I hope everyone has a merry holiday.
I'm excited. But not at all at the same time. I remember last year I was selfish and stupid (I still am) but I'm happier. So that's good.