Things I drew this week, part 6
Writing walking drawing.
Hello friends 🌀
I’ve been procrastinating on this week’s newsletter because my brain isn’t thinking in words these days and I haven’t known what I wanted to say. I still don’t, oops.
At this moment, i’m sitting on a friend’s porch listening to birds, watching the cat leap from window to window, drinking an iced tepid coffee. I’m on a solo trip (in Philly!) for the first time in 4-ish years and am trying not to feel guilty about how good it feels to only have myself to care for, just for a second. There’s nothing stretched out before me today except choosing between going to the thrift store or the art museum. I slept soundly, alone. I woke up slowly, easily, quietly, alone. PBS kids was not blaring in the background. I did not make waffles. I did not feed the cat. I can feel my well filling back up.
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It’s later now. Days later. I went to the art museum. I lingered in front of paintings as long as I liked. I cried in front of the Monet. Took pictures of the Matisse and the Twombly and the Van Gogh, too. Wandered. Meandered. Dated myself for a couple of hours. Afterward I ate good food with good friends. Laughed. Slept. Had a drink. I feel fantastic and inspired and so happy to be alone for a while (I love being alone). Prescribing myself more solo vacations in the future.
[things I drew this week-ish]
K thats all for now. Headed to the mountains and the ocean too later this week. Will report back with hopefully lots of inspiration and not too much of a suntan ⋆˚✿˖°
Sounds heavenly! 💕
I love your drawings too