Sunday, June 15, 2008
And now the truth; all is not sweetness and light. This is me being grumpy. I was doing up my lily picture when my husband joined me to watch a Saturday sunset. And I got grumpy. Really grumpy. He was trying his best to be unobtrusive, peering at a newspaper, watching the sunset, quietly minding his own business, and I got grumpy anyway, snapping my pencils down, glaring off into space and and not doing any art. I had no reasonable reason to be grumpy; I just was. The unreasonable reason is that I absolutely hate having an audience to my scribbling, and I really wanted to get the lily done, and I'd gone through several versions, and I'd already misplaced a full set of watercolour pencils and only had the fat crayons to work with, and darn it his presence was disturbing my creativity. How petty is that. My husband is a saint for putting up with this stuff. He quietly walked away and let me do my thing. Is there a medal for that?
Image: 5"x7" sketch paper, coloured pencil and water-soluble crayon, drawn and painted while feeling very grumpy.