It is best to act with confidence, no matter how little right you have to it. -Lillian Hellman
My first earnest attempt at a self-portrait. I don’t think it looks very much like me, but it was a worthwhile process. I need to work on face shapes and proportion, and noses. Noses are my least favorite part of the face (drawing it, anyways). I don’t know why I’ve waited so long to draw my own face. Insecurity? No; maybe I’m so used to my own face that it doesn’t seem like an interesting subject.
The cloud of queasiness is beginning to lift. Last week I went jogging for the first time–a solid 35 minutes, although I walked 15 minutes of that time. I want to do it again this week, and maybe try some yoga. If pregnancy has taught me anything is that the body’s needs will not be ignored.
I am getting ambitious again–possibly too ambitious, but I expect that the fetus will pound her (tiny) foot on the brakes if need be. I bought a bagful of fresh new pencils and notebooks but dropped out of one of the art classes I’d originally planned to take, so that leaves just the one. I have two writing projects I’d like to finish before the end of the year. There is time, I think. As long as I don’t spend my remaining hours clicking through mommy blogs, glassy-eyed and dead to the world.