Fofo Draws

we are watching Racket Girl on the netflix instant. it’s awesome… i love this series and the horrid movies they skewer.

Foley and the girls on the satellite of love!

sat down to draw and nothing comes out. ok. some things have come out, but only things i strongly dislike. i think i offended anne when she told me she liked something i drew and i responded with “yeah… I hate it.” she got a little quite.
when i don’t like a drawing it’s visceral. it’s gut wrenching. it’s deep and painful. i feel like my hands and brain are betraying me… like the faithful dog that is my creativity has bitten me. it’s not so fun. i’m just feeling drained enough to not be creative.
i am looking forward to our week off, the beginning of October. (ps why does “beginning” double it’s “n”?) anne’s folks are coming and they are pretty low key. but i am worried because the new store manager starts and we miss her first week. *sigh* maybe i worry too much.
i decided to call it quits after sitting in front of the computer for an hour producing nothing but trash. so i am off to bed.

in good news: my Giants won. go BIG BLUE.

just ate some delicious NACHOS! from our favorite mexican food place in the city, El Brazero. so damn good. it was my reward to myself after spending the whole day (or about 9 hours of it) painting the dining room a nice shade of green. it looks so handsome. usually i am a person where when i paint, be it a room or canvas, i usually hate it the minute i dip the brush in the paint. but this green looks AWESOME. anne did a really good job picking it out. it looks all formal and makes her Robin Hood-centric bookcase look all classy.

i was told by my boss, anne, that i don’t have to draw tonight because i spent all day painting. i appreciate that but still feel i should contribute something to the blog besides a couple hundred words. so i drew this:

painting is not so bad.

so now it is onto the three other remaining rooms. hallway, living room and bedroom. none of the colors we have picked for those rooms are right. i think we need to aim lighter. maybe like a apricot? or a peach? i dunno. i just know i love the dining room and that painting a ROOM is a lot less crappy than painting a kitchen or a bathroom. fear made me put it off.

it was actually really nice today. it didn’t get too warm. i had the house to myself (anne was a trooper and went in to cover lunches at work). listened to some music and stayed pretty focused all day. the thing that shocked me the most was how grown up my stuff looks in a room where i helped choose the paint color because it matched other things. plus anne has this great French Robin Hood poster, it’s like 4’x5′, bill got it for her for her birthday. it’s got a little yellow orange in it, so it looks great against the green and it ties into the kitchen. Something about “ARROWS, KARATE and BEANS!” who knows what that means in the context of Robin Hood… but it’s got a lady bitch-slappin’ another lady and Robin jumpin’… so i’m happy.

well. i will draw something better tomorrow. or at least something bigger or more interesting. night folks.

most nights when i sit down to draw something, Orange gets up on the desk and shows me her tail. repeatedly. it’s one of those, “kitty, not helpful. please get down…” so i set her down and she’s back up in a couple seconds.

after the cat issue, i try to find music to listen to and discover i really am not hip and i really don’t have music i want to listen to. so i drew the above picture listening to A HISTORY OF ROME (you can find it on itunes podcast) and now onto Maria Bamford. i have discovered it’s harder to draw when laughing.
i drew a great picture at work while on the phone with a customer of Orange bitch-slapping Bailey. it was rad and i folded it up with the intention of taking it home and scanning it but i must have set it down and some one recycled it. too bad.

i re-drew it.

time for bed me thinks.