things i’m not very good at drawing
1. Maps. I am navigationally challenged.
2. A crowd. I don’t shout obscenities or strip naked in public (except once, when I had to), and I only sing shamelessly (see: terribly) in the (non)safety of my car. For these reasons, I remain relatively inconspicuous in my everyday life. Which I like. I aim for enough anonymity to secure me my solitude
3. Carriages, Horse-drawn. On account of I’m not a horse, I’m a human.
4. A bath. Too hot, too cold, too shallow, too full. I’m the goddamn Goldilocks of bathtubs.
5. Anything resembling anything. I fear any potential I may have once had in the realm of visual arts (particularly in regard to realistic renderings) has been traded to my sister in exchange for her forgiveness for that time I (accidentally, I swear) stabbed her in the shin with a shish-kabob skewer. Yeah, that happened.
6. My sword. Probably because I don’t actually have one.
7. Boundaries.
Sunday, March 5, 2006
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2 comments:
Here I was, counting on you to pull my carriage someday, and you're telling me you're NOT a HORSE. I feel so cheated.
(Also: Horse or no horse, you ARE hilarious. Smooches.)
Fashion yourself a Human-Drawn Carriage and I would happily draw it for you. I love you that much, Frans.
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