New Words
Absurdity: Ridiculously incongruous, foolish even when considering
Vacant: not occupied, void of thought or knowledge; "a vacant mind"
Susurrus: the indistinct sound of people whispering

via texts from a darling friends of mine.

unfinished thoughts

Title: Unfinished thoughts, DRAFT.

Medium: 2B on paper

- Fridge is thirsty for more milk
- Hairdressers need feeding
- Time to call Jim

I drew that girl during my study break, she lacks colour, seems faded and is missing the rest of her body but I like how she looks so vulnerable on paper.

But which is which?

One cup of chamomile tea, Coeur de pirate playing on itunes and my sketchbook on my lap. I've recently come to appreciate the little things in life like my eraser and my 2B and 4B pencils, not to mention my darling watercolours that seem to whisper the colours onto the page.

I'm yet to fulfill my promise to a dear friend of mine as I was suppose to produce a face like the one above for her. I don't usually like sharing my mini creations (selfish I know) but who am I to stand in the way of brightening someones day? I'm on it!

what if..
- We lived under the sea
- We ate sand like chocolate
- We had eyes on each one of our fingers
- When we sneezed gold glitter came out
- There was no such thing as makeup
- The colours I see are different from the colours you see
- We didn't live for money
- We were fruit
- We are living in a shoebox, located on a giants window sill overlooking the beach
- We are the aliens
- There was no such thing as sound
- We are living in a shoebox as a giants science experiment and the stars are  glow in the dark stickers on the wall
- Our tongues were flavoured
- We didn't age, but morphed into animals
- What I'm saying didn't sound crazy.

The technique of asking What-ifs provokes an individual to think and to produce something new. At times, in order to find original solutions to old problems, one must take the leap of faith and ask ‘crazy’ and imaginative questions to get us out of the rut of stale, conformist routine.

The search continues

I'm sitting in my bed with Yoko my ukulele and I think I want to conflate into the sheets.

Brood: To think alone, think moodily or anxiously about something
Elixir: A good potion
Conflate: To blend together
Ailurophile: A cat-lover (kiki)
Dalliance: A brief love affair, an archaic word for flirtation
Desultory: having no set plan for things
Diaphanous: Filmy
Pastiche: An art work combining materials form various sources
Petrichor: The smell of earth after rain
Tintinnabulation: Tinkling

Ken Robinson explores the lack of focus and problematic teaching values in the American public school system.

Galaxy Collision

I'm a kraken of the sea.

Thanks to: Rachel&keishy for the above collaboration

Life is so mediocre right now.