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I'm struggling with drawing this woman that I saw on the subway yesterday. She had corn braids, was in her forties, and sitting with her legs wide apart, and a rice and curry food tray in her lap. She took up almost three seats. A baby carrier was between her legs, but no baby was in it. She talked loudly as she was eating, but made no sense, and I turned up my headphones and darted across to the seats opposite her once one became available. She was messy, although her way of disposing of her food tray remains was to throw it out of the subway. She would open the doors between the trains and throw the packages out onto the tracks.
(Don't do that, please - it's a good way to cause a track fire or attract rats. Take your food with you and dispose of in a trash can or don't bring it on to begin with.)
Sprawled, legs and arms akimbo, yet a slight woman who normally wouldn't take up space, took up a great deal. When I jumped across and sat in the seats across from her, a bigger and younger woman sat down next to her. The most noticeable thing about this woman was her pants kept slipping down her thighs, and you could see the neon blue tights underneath.
I write it out in hopes that I can draw it tomorrow. It's vivid in my head but my hands refuse to obey my brain at the moment.
Didn't sleep well last night, an alarm on my phone woke me up at 2::26 am in the morning. I didn't know it was 2:26 at the time - I thought it was 5:45, and leapt up, got changed, only to look down at my watch and discover - ooops 2:26. WTH? So I checked the phone and discovered it was the Freestyle Libre sensor that went off - apparently my blood sugar was crashing. (I think it's the increase in meds.) So I took a glucose tablet, half of one, immediately. I have a tube of them for emergencies. Then struggled to get back to sleep.
Sleep is an elusive thing. It comes and goes at will, and often when I don't want it too.
So, is my artistic muse - that seems to come and go at will as well - sometimes I can draw like gangbusters, sometimes not at all. I never know quite why.
(Don't do that, please - it's a good way to cause a track fire or attract rats. Take your food with you and dispose of in a trash can or don't bring it on to begin with.)
Sprawled, legs and arms akimbo, yet a slight woman who normally wouldn't take up space, took up a great deal. When I jumped across and sat in the seats across from her, a bigger and younger woman sat down next to her. The most noticeable thing about this woman was her pants kept slipping down her thighs, and you could see the neon blue tights underneath.
I write it out in hopes that I can draw it tomorrow. It's vivid in my head but my hands refuse to obey my brain at the moment.
Didn't sleep well last night, an alarm on my phone woke me up at 2::26 am in the morning. I didn't know it was 2:26 at the time - I thought it was 5:45, and leapt up, got changed, only to look down at my watch and discover - ooops 2:26. WTH? So I checked the phone and discovered it was the Freestyle Libre sensor that went off - apparently my blood sugar was crashing. (I think it's the increase in meds.) So I took a glucose tablet, half of one, immediately. I have a tube of them for emergencies. Then struggled to get back to sleep.
Sleep is an elusive thing. It comes and goes at will, and often when I don't want it too.
So, is my artistic muse - that seems to come and go at will as well - sometimes I can draw like gangbusters, sometimes not at all. I never know quite why.