Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Thursday, Dec. 11, 2003 - 6:13 a.m.
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Eavesdrop Boy in Color
Well, being a very good girl today (this is a personality hint... I am a "good girl" when I have worked hard and been productive)... I did two pages of comics and finished all of Eavesdrop Boy... I will be rushing off to my therapist and then flamenco tomorrow, so prob won't send them Fedex til Friday... but I think I am nearly a month in advance of deadline so that doesn't really matter that much. So, here are some images. Click on the first three small thumbnails to see larger images.
All images are copyright 2003 wench77, that's me, eh. thanks.
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The color image of course is going to be the book cover, with a title at the top, words at the bottom, and a band of color on the left side. The second picture is poor Eavesdrop Boy refusing to get out of the car, since he thinks his parents plan to escape without him. The third is Eavesdrop Boy out for dinner with his mother... he had planned to tell her he knew that they were planning to get rid of him for eating too much, and SHE had planned to tell him, that what they were hiding from him was his upcoming dental appointment. But they are interrupted by Mom's loud friend and her daughter, ruining the revelations.
And here are a couple of the little spots that will go on the pages... I haven't reduced them, so no clicking to get a larger size... take em as they are. The sandwich one is poor Eavesdrop Boy feeling like he is the middle child (the filling in the sandwich... god only knows why he thinks that is bad... I'd rather be the filling than the bread!), and the wolf is because in French you say "J'ai faim comme un loup"... which means I'm hungry like a wolf. It's a book in French. Yeah.
Well, that's it. I did 4 full page drawings, 4 half pages, and 12 little spots, as well as the color cover. That's not bad for 2 days work. yeah.
I also washed the sheets and did the dishes. Vroom vroom. And my throat hurts from smoking the hookah last night and crying. hmm.
Well, I was going to write an exciting entry about thrilling things, like some artists I heard on the radio today, but that will wait. Besides that it is raining and slippery outside. So much for my white fluffy snow. The kitty's little broken off toenail seems to be healing ok, so no vet for him. And doggies only gets to see a vet on Jan 27, so hopefully her hips will hold out til then. That's it for today. Tired I am. yes. And it's not even 7am yet! :)
gnight sleep tight, hugs to me, wenchie.
ps, there are two other entries today... "horoscopes and rain pour on my day" and "personality disorder quiz". Remember also to go over to the left, underneath the Pueblo Blessing, and click yourself onto my GuestMap, so I can see where you are at, yeah! :) byebye!
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