I haven't been nurturing my artistic soul enough as of late.
I don't know when my last honest to goodness photo-whoring was. (And Haley, don't get all offended, I'm talking about glitter, fake eyelashes, high heels, a strange set, fake blood, and a film camera.)
Recently I have been entranced with Lilith. I want to do a scary succubus of man photoshoot. She's a red head who gives birth to hordes of demon spawn.
I'm thinking some lonely mountain for the setting...but perhaps that includes too much walking/hiking.
Also I want desperately to do the water nymph pictures in the river. Too bad I don't have an underwater camera. But I'm envisioning draping trees with barefooted girls roaming about in soggy white nightgowns.
In other news, does anyone want to see a fantastic video of the "I Hate Gabe Knutzen" song?
I could upload one soonish...
The book is stalled right now because someone is too lazy to attend writer's club. And someone else is too bored to write her story.
I need an angry fan base to yell at me for my underachievement.Maybe then I could pick up a paintbrush and finish the alien abduction painting.
Or better yet, illustrate Attack of the Chocolate Eaters. And yes, I freaking italicized my BOOK. Someday it will be just that. A book.
I found hope the other day at Walgreens when I stopped to read The Big Ugly Monster and the Little Stone Rabbit by Christopher Wormell. It was beyond depressing. So tragic. And the ending left much to be desired. I figure that a dead parakeet in my book isn't the end of the world. (You guys should read it, the drawings were very good.)
My point though is this,
Actually it is more of a plea for help.
Someone inspire me to get off of my ass and make creative-ness.
Please?
