Wedoodle

I’ve always dreamed of having a library of books and me sitting by an almost full-length curtained window–preferably with day curtains too–of a nicely air-conditioned room and reading a good book by the window while basking in a little warm sunshine pouring through the window. Perfect for a little “me-time” for the loner in me.

Side-notes:
-One of the really, really few moments of inspiration (these days especially) that got me down to drawing and doing this picture. But I kind of ran out of patience colouring it in photoshop because I was fiddling with brushes without a mouse and it got a little more than frustrating.
-Have got mixed feelings about this picture. Sometimes when I look at it, I find it good enough in expressing what I feel, other times I feel a little disappointment cos I can’t help thinking that something’s missing and that I can’t capture it cos I lack the skills to.

pig

On Sunday, a meetup with D at a place I’d definitely want to go back to (some time), whether alone or with company. It’s good for people watching, too. If left to my own devices, i’d probably bring my black book and doodle. Inset, a man I watched having tea while reading a book. A lone activity I personally like to do too. He’s the traditional angmoh whom I’d very much have liked to draw. But without my book and with the company of D whom I wouldn’t have wanted to bore with by watching me doodle, I can only do up a rough sketch the next day (of what little I can remember) of him with what D suggested–a mental image. This is as far as I can remember. Which isn’t much, as you can see.

Pig