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The fur lady

A long time ago I looked in a fashion book because we was going to look for historical facts about a couple of different things. In that book it was a women who was wearing a fur coat that I drew back then. This is a, pretty much alike, drawing as the old picture. But this is uglier.
Often when I draw I notice that I take things from what I have drawn before. It's good, in some ways. You know that you learn things by that but it feels rather restricted. Like you are in a frame and you only can go around and around until somone makes the frame bigger so you have more space to go on but then it stops there and you must wait for somone to help you ..again.

Thinking outside the box is kind of HARD.

Here's my fur lady.

It was a long time ago I heard anything about "fur haters" but we can say that this ^ is a fake fur so no one need to be offended..

Name of the blog

Please help me change the name of this blog. I don't like it very much.

On top on my wish list there is "Just Dance 3" for wii because I have seen tabby(http://www.tabbyofficial.com/) and she has written about it and that's why I discovered this game. I hope it's fun. But now I will ask you:

What's on top of your wish-list this christmas?

I'm afraid of walking skeletons. But not really afraid of them but for their safety.

Oh C'mon

I have a damn real problem with my minds.

Like if you glance at others advanced, fantastic creations and feel useless because of the fact that your creations is as useless as you feel/are. That's depressing. Never coming far with those feelings.

music, thinking, thoughts pshycho madness

I'm lying on the floor trying to stretch the legs and thats not something to talk much about because it's not going well. The second thought is that I thinking on doing something that's against my mind, buy something expensive. taha we say greedy greedy little miss, greedy greedy miss greedy..

The first thought havn't I thought about yet.

Listening to Rammstein.

Late, late, late..

In the beginning of the summer I tried to complete an old old project.. oil-painting on canvas!
No I don't use oil-paint often and I am really bad on painting pictures at all so it doesn't turned out as I thought at the beginning but this time that didn't matter because this was something special, different no weird.

First I tried to get it right but then it didn't wanted to be so, so I've mainly gave up and just started to mess it around. The reason for me to keep going with it was because I felt an unatural wish to paint and I'm kind of glad that I did so because it cleaned up the brain and I felt happy and calm afterwards(hah like with yoga).

The painting should be white
But the colors turned out dark
There was no power to lighten it
So it turned out black
Like the end of night


Here's "myart"

Next week..babble

Next week it will be a trip to the hairstylist.

What on earth will I have for kind of hairstyle?

Ginger and warm milk

The rumors says many things about ginger. Like it's good if your joints hurts. I was trying yoga!.. And what happens then a stone like me try to do yoga. Yes right..

Either way I did a cup of warm milk(feels Like I have wroten it before) with ginger and went to bed for a good night sleep and today it doesn't feel so bad actually. But it was a couple of days ago It felt in the legs after streching, like it can do either way, so I don't say that ginger is a ohh magic thing but with good sleep, rest and the time it maybe helped a bit with ginger too. Ginger has a sharp taste though.

stretching through pain, shoo~