A photo of a soft curtain taken in our hotel room in Cuba.
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Monday, 19 November 2012
Now that the weekend is over, I'm all stressed out about everything. Rather than attempt to write a book review on a book I haven't read, I'd prefer to draw or go thrift shopping or lie around cuddling with my guinea pig. I just can't make myself put effort into something I don't want to do. You know??
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
Nobody understands my love for skulls. I have found them to be especially intriguing since I was small. I would look forward to October for months, excited for when the cardboard boxes marked Halloween would be hauled out from the garage, and I could rummage through the contents searching for that one perfect skull (below). I would carry it around with me, and make up in my mind what face would have fit such a skull. (Don't ask why, but the lovely Norah Jones always came to mind.)
Last month we got out the boxes as we always do, but I couldn't bring myself to put this face back in when November rolled in. It's now sitting contentedly on my bookshelf, guarding my Indian stories.
I've also noticed skulls have become a trend in fashion. I see them as jewelry, as prints on knit sweaters, and I've seen them cut into the back of people's denim vests and jackets. Secretly, this disappoints me in the sense that it's no longer a unique thing I have for them, but that it's now a thing for anyone who has Tumblr.
Sunday, 4 November 2012
So I guess this basically sums up my weekend. I finished my little sweater painting; now I'm not sure what to do with it. Saturday and Sunday nights were spent with the boys, and my mom came back from Bangor with a pair of skull earrings for me. Life is.. well, I was going to say good but I guess tomorrow is Monday morning. The week wouldn't be so bad if I could manage my time a little better.