My honey is a part of a new reality blog thing!
It’s like ‘Survivor’ but for blog entries – people WILL be voted off of the blog island.
Then come back!!!
The longer he stays, the more he gets to write and share his art – and the the better his chances of being seen as the amazing artist he is.
Which, you can see HERE
If you comment in favor of James D. Foster – I would be forever grateful. Be sure to SCROLL down until you see his name and his 4 paragraphs about Life.
Also, the man behind the curtain, is The Public Blogger (See Here) who gives artists of all genres an opportunity to show their stuff, which, I find amazing.
SO VOTE PEOPLE! This is new, and fun and innovative! And of course, I don’t want my honey to have to put out his torch.
Today I feel … inadequate.
I tend to pull away from people when I am upset with myself about something.
I need time to contemplate before seeking out a shoulder – time to contemplate if I even need to burden a shoulder.
I get very reserved, focused and quiet.
It’s definitely one of those days I don’t want anyone to ask “How are you?”
C’mon, we know most people don’t really want an honest answer to that.
I realize it’s a conventional nicety, but I ALWAYS feel obligated to work up a cheery “GREAT! How are YOU?” Whilst shaking pom-pons and somehow pulling off jazz hands at the same time.
Wish people would just say “Hello.”
I can say “Hello” back.
That I can do.
Just acknowledge me – I’ll acknowledge you back, we’re golden!
So yeah, clearly I’m still in stress ball mode.
I read the beginning of an amazing novel yesterday and had this stunned, authentic moment of “Holy Crap! This is REALLY good!”
In that same moment, I also became painfully aware of how NOT good I am in the arts. And no, there was no jealousy – there was a lot of pride and awe.
My fiancé wrote it.
We made a deal before he moved in with me that he would focus on his artistic side. Pursue his dreams. And I read this freaking epic flow of words and got so lost in and I KNOW, it must be published.
So, I began my retreat further back into my shell, because I’ve been feeling like I’m not holding up my end of the bargain, which is providing for my little family.
I have pets and people looking to me for emotional, physical and material support and I’m falling short.
I feel like I am anyway.
And that’s a horrible feeling.
What I do have an abundance of though, is love. And I’ll just keep plugging away at the other stuff … quietly.
(Here’s what my fiancé has been plugging away at if you care to peek. http://neopompeii.com/)
So, I live with an artist.
Today, for the first time ever, Saturday, I said “Draw me!”
I meant draw us – for our mothers, for mothers day.
And I also said, “Not like I am right now”
Which, got a response of “That’s what everbody says!”
I, in my whole life, NEVER asked my honey, who is awesome at drawing, TO DRAW ME!
I did not want to be a ‘sheeple’
I just wanted an oringal pic for our moms!
I decided to draw him … and he could draw me …
I bet it’s hard. lol.
Anyway – here’s another video – I’ve been slacking of late – but he has shaved since the awesome drawing I did. 😉
The one thing I’m good at – is being casual in videos – so here you go.
Yup, that’s my honey.
When I mentioned him …. and how talented he was – I was not joking.
You know how every parent thinks their kid is cute? But you refrain from agreeing and say something sweet anyway?
Not the case here.
I introduce you to …. http://www.neopompeii.com
CLICK IT! Get in on the ground level before you have to wait in line at Comic-con!