Halloween Week

Who am I?

Oh, Mom. I know, I know.

Not looking at you.

I told all of my classes that they had to dress up, simply, this week. Nothing elaborate, and nothing that would prevent them from working out in class. I was the only one to show up in the hint of a costume. The Superman shirt came from Walmart about a month ago. The glasses were part of a gag gift from a gathering at Cathy's house about 4 years ago. I was Clark Kent, mild mannered reporter looking for a phone booth. No, I was NOT Steve Eurkil, or however you spell it.

I have hit a wall again on creating. Tore pages out of the journal yesterday because they were just a hot mess. I had spent a lot of time on these, so kind of sad but damn, just didn't want to look at them ever again. Did do some sketches last night, so hoping to paint some today. This happens. This mood where you think everything you do sucks eggs. It too shall pass. Enjoy your day.
Linda