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Day Four: Letter Day!
Today is a Letter Day! Hooray! But first, the shoe picture of course. We have to lead all November posts with a picture of shoes because I am a lemming and I join just about every club/group/pool that I am invited to. I just can’t help it. I’m making up for my paralyzing shyness during high school.
I would write more about that but I have to post this before midnight or else I will lose my nablopomo status and turn into a pumpkin! Onward with the letters! Tick Tick Tick…it’s almost midnight!
U is for Underwear! Who would have guessed! I was going to do unicorn or umbrella but couldn’t make up my mind. So I asked the nearest three-year old (not Baby Bug, she was asleep) and guess what she said? Underwear!
So there you have it. Since U was so girly, I did Volkswagen for V. I know it’s a brand but how can you not love a Volkswagen? They are the cutest cars ever! (Not counting if you are a mechanic, of course. My brother, the mechanic, hates Volkswagens).
Also, I cheated. This is an old illustration I am re-using. Why? Because I can! Unlike everyone else, I own the rights to my illustrations and can re-use them until the end of time! Phew! Good thing. Cause I got nothing else.
Get your letters here!
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trick or treat
Here’s a little trick-or-treat Sprite for Illustration Friday. She really wants to be in a series of four cards with all her trick or treat friends but it’s been a busy week so I don’t know if I’ll get around to it. I really miss making graphics just for me.
I’m sort of in a weird place right now. I want to vent about some work frustration. I’d also love to tell the story of my love affair with Adobe Illustrator… but those posts could run long and what I really want are some short posts for a change. Sometimes I even get sick of myself, if you know what I mean?
What do you want to read? I want to hear from you instead. Do you guys ever internalize your stress? I know they say don’t bottle it up but I don’t think I’m in any danger of that. I’m usually on the “too open” side. I guess the definition of maturity is not acting on every single emotion that comes along. How do you do that? What does it feel like when you have paragraphs and paragraphs of things to talk about but you decide to just smile and say everything is fine instead? Does it go away?
Please don’t worry. Things are fine. Nothing horrible or debilitating has happened. I promise. Just work stress. More fun happy stuff coming soon.
