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I’m sat, as I ever am, in my office slash craft room. The house is silent, though I’m not alone. Nick is sat downstairs. I’m guessing he’s still reading the paper. Though it’s cold outside, the heating isn’t on, so there isn’t even the faint noise from the boiler or the pipes. There’s just the scratch of my pen across paper as I mindmap my moment.
In front of me is the screen of my computer. It’s just finished playing a video on youtube. An educational five minutes showing how to draw a heart with Illustrator. I can already draw them but I’m going through a whole batch of videos to pick up tidbits. It’s those shortcuts that are always so useful. And the way the instructor constructs her shape is very different from me. I’m seeing shapes in a whole new way.
As I look up from my writing, I note there is a box of Ginger & Lemon tea bags and a tube of Molton Brown shaving lotion. Both are items I’ve placed there as an aide memoir. The Lipton tea is hard to come by. I found it in the Co-op quite by chance but now they’ve sold out and I haven’t seen them in any other supermarket I’ve tried. And it’s a really good, strong flavour. Warming too, in these cold months to come. The shaving lotion is a treat for myself at the end of the month. I want to check out prices. Molton Brown is purely a shop for occasional treats. I’m due a trip to Manchester soon, so will want to dive into one of their shops.
Behind me, taunting me, is my A3 drawing pad. The crisp white, virgin white paper on top, remnding me that I still haven’t sat down and scribbled some ideas for next week’s project. I was supposed to do it this week but I keep putting it off. Even doing this is a distraction from what I should be doing. When the house is as still as it is right now, is the perfect time to generate new sketches.
I’ve just emitted a dry cough. It’s a tickle in the throat I’ve had for about a week. It’s not any worse or better. It stays the same. Not bad enough to do something about. Just ignore it and hope it takes it’s course soon and goes.
I distract myself further, looking at emails. I’m awaiting an answer from a software company. I’m tempted to update some software. First time I gave in, I found the payment method wasn’t working on their site. They replied to say they were having technical issues. They offered up a 10% discount code. That doesn’t work either. However, the payment gadget now does. But they’ve offered a discount & I’d like to take advantage of it. So it’s still in abeyance. Waiting for them to reply.
I finish scribbling. The moment is up. I can return to my videos and play around building up simple shapes into more complex ones, twisting, tweaking, pulling and pushing them around with the click of a button.
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