Today I spent a lot (read: A WHOLE LOT) of time packing for our impending move. As I pulled stuff out of our cabinets and sorted all of it into boxes, I came across something interesting:
I drew this when I was about eight years old and my teacher made the class keep journals. My mom saved the journals for years and gave them to me after I got my MFA. I hadn't even remembered doing them but I'm so glad to have them now. Anyway, this is a picture of me and a television. My life/interests clearly haven't changed all that much in the last twenty years.
Today I watched lots of episodes of Star Trek, among them "The Outcast" but I want to give that episode the attention it deserves. It's 8:18 and I'm about to brush my teeth and go to bed because I just can't keep my eyes open anymore. Maybe tonight I'll dream about second grade, or maybe genderless aliens, or maybe I'll just go out like a light and wake up tomorrow ready for more.
Moving is always time consuming. As for your art, I think it looks pretty good for an eight year old. Heck, I'm 27 and I'd be proud to draw that now!
ReplyDeleteYou've been drawing for a while, haven't you!
ReplyDeleteI love this post so much! How awesome that you still have your elementary school artwork! And how cool to compare it to your work now! You're so talented :-)
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the move!
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