I drew these twins juggling unlit matches on Thursday, and my classmates thought it was a self portrait.
Let's see... pale skin? Check. Frizzy brown hair? Check. Bags under the eyes and pointy nose? Check and check. Low self-esteem? My boyfriend says "no". I'm terrible at juggling but awesome at hula-hooping.
Look they're escaping! I always notice these when I walk past my neighbor's apartment.
My childhood friend Cara and I had this habit of yelling "creeper alert!" every time we saw some particularly fantastic creeping plants covering a building. I can't really explain it beyond that, but maybe it scared the pedophiles away, too? I still whisper it to myself sometimes in an OCD way.
This painting is turning out very velvety, with areas of dark gloss. This is the upper right corner of the painting, with swampy bits.

remember when you photoshopped that self portrait to look like you had an identical twin sister and lots of people believed you? Well, maybe that is your identical twin sister juggling the matches. Anyway, I like that they thought a picture of two people is a self portrait of you. I also like the phrase "swampy bits". I might start to whisper that whenever I pass a gross looking puddle or something.
Posted by: Ursula | June 26, 2009 at 01:07 PM