Untitled Work in Progress, 12x8.5, ink
______One thing I really do miss about this semester is not having any type of drawing class. My "artsy" classes are 3D design, which is actually turning out to be quite fun, mainly because cutting wood results in such a pleasant, burning tinder scent, and then (as you all know by now, I'm sure) that film photography class.
______My classes end around dinnertime every day, so after devouring food, I usually have this nice slot of free time at night before I collapse on my bite-sized dorm bed. I've found that the looming hours of the night are optimal for creative things like drawing and writing, and so I've been trying to use that to my advantage. Also, when I say looming hours of the night, I mean any time when it's dark and before 10pm, because I'm a lame-o who needs her sleep since she wakes up at 6am like clockwork.
______Yep, 6am. I'm kind of the worst college student ever. I haven't gone to a single college party, and I don't plan on doing so any time soon; chances are I've usually fallen asleep by the time a party starts. I'm basically an old lady in the body of a 19-year old chick, and I even drive a beetle bug to seal the deal. I haven't ever had alcohol before. I tell people that and they don't believe me. It's just never really fazed me. It's never been important, and I've never wanted to try it. Once the sun sets, I just want to lock myself in my dorm room, drink copious amounts of English Breakfast tea, avoid human interaction, draw things, and listen to orchestrated soundtracks and 80s pop.
______But instead of describing my hermit lifestyle, I will leave ye fluff-muffins with this drawing I started last week. It's a dreamy little self-portrait that I sketched out and inked over the course of the week, and now all that's left is to do is color it!