here’s to my friday with no classes and working from home…spent on my bedroom floor…
and the finished product…
love me some chevron stripes and lots of colors!
chels and i were feeling creative today.
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goodness, there is so much to update!
but right now i have a headache and my bed is looking so inviting….
goodnight!
love, whit
remember that friday i was feeling “creative”?!
i had bought a whole pad of watercolor paper and decided to put it to use.
these are what i ended up with. a couple weren’t quite finished…but now that they’re dry, maybe they are! ha. who knows…i may go back and tweak ‘em up one day. or just leave em as is. it was fun practice!
love, whit
i’ve been telling myself for MONTHS that i need to work on my art.
as with all talents…if you don’t USE it you LOSE it!
i still have an oil painting i started…psh…MONTHS ago that sits in the easel right where i left it. unfinished. i was experimenting with pallet painting.
and last weekend i bought watercolor paper feeling inspired to improve.
boxes of tubes of paint. brushes. and stacks of blank canvases. i should get with it already!
i ought to start a “daily doodle” concept again. just for practice.
or i should turn one of my bedroom walls into a chalk board. FANTASTIC!
anyway…i was loving some artwork by artist Yuriy Ratush today…check it:
and i find the Italian artist Chiara Fersini to be pretty dagum talented:
perhaps i will let out a little creativity this weekend…
love, whit
a few things,
the day i have more space to decorate will be oh-so-exciting! i really love this…i have on my TO DO LIST making myself a black and white chevron stripe rug. such as this one. DiY: i just need some tape, and paint, and…a rug 
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super rad mural, no?
find others at this site
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usually i don’t talk about fashion on here, but i love everything about this. minus the runs in her tights. as much as i love the sun and lazy summer days…i wish autumn would come, then people wouldn’t think me crazy if i feel like wearing tights. and boots. and so many layers.
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yesterday, like most days: i came home from work, changed, and left for the gym. only once i got there, i never made it past the parking lot. i sat in my car for well over an hour. and cried.
sometimes, i get scared. about today. about tomorrow. the future.
love, whit
