I'm back with more. This is a study I've been thinking about it's a transformation of an umbrella. I took apart a black umbrella into every single one of its parts and from that i made drawing tools and with those i made drawings.
after my girly make over- my cousin washed and brushed all my knots out and cut my dread lock out... sad and painful and then she did the dreaded straightening of the hair, not typical of me but it felt so soft and nice
reason i went to the doctor because i thought it was ringworm- but it wasnt but i still bought cream for it.. 8 bucks :/
im sick. Headache chills stmach ache im not even hungry im alone in my room. waiting for something, maybe a call from david i dont really know. i want to work on my umbrella transformation but my pounding headache wont stop. I have no new work to show today. Today has been a waste, I want to go home. David sucks this weekend. I suck, I dnt know what i want.
I just wanna make art and be happy and have a place to live with positive ppl who i can call my friends, its not that hard.
once again I feel completely alone. Like everyone has this big life with all these plans. I don't know where or who I'm going to live with in New York or Boston, I dont even know where Im going. David has his own life and it dosent involve me so I should just stop planning around him. My friends don't really care, I'll probabyl end up living alone and being in the same fucking boat. Im really sick of being so nice to everyone and always listening to them when they need me, I'm not going to anymore fuck you when I need you most, this is bullshit.