Furring, Lathing and Plastering
“Snug. You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
Bot. Some man or other must present Wall; and let him have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall…”
I like it when I’m feeling lighthearted.
But it’s been tough these days.
So, the drawing I’m doing for this 100 Days of Words and Art seems to be helping. I get lost in it, play with it and, in the end, feel more lighthearted.
Sometimes I think about you, my reader.
“Gee,” you might be saying, “I’ve seen better.” It being the Internet and all, you move on.
As well you should.
Would I follow this experiment as an outsider?
Perhaps if I were going through a similar life transition. If I had old hobbies, skills, talents, or desires I wished to rediscover. Or if I, too, wanted to test myself and experiment and see what I came up with after doing this for 100 days.
When I was 27, I took a photo of myself once a day for 30 days (using black and white film) and mounted the finished piece on illustration board. It’s still on my wall: testimony to what this young artist was willing to try at that time.
Others are suspicious of experimentation because it’s difficult to describe, especially when one is in the middle of it, as I am now 21 days into this.
I seriously don’t know where it will lead.
So all I have for you is this:
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