it is just so hard for me to believe that humans have walked on the moon. i'm not a conspiracy theorist, but, jeez! the moon! come on!

seriously! if you say the words "strapless", "bra" or "stockings" during a phone conversation with my grandpa, he gets flustered and gets off the phone. he has a line, he has drawn it.

whatever, i love painting my nails. i know that you don't expect it of me. i just do!
this little teapot is making it's second appearance in my blog. it had previously been listed on my most valuable possessions post.

i am really into radishes and sunflower seeds in my salads, lately. try it! it is the best.
i'm sorry that i thought this about that boy in my class. i swear, i dont even find him remotely attractive! something hijacked my brain.

does everyone else have this problem? i am noticing, lately, how differently my brain acts at night than it does in the day. it is much trickier and slinkier at night.

probably i need to work on my emotional motivational self talk.

eleanor, my grandma and I seem to be making very legitimate scientific observations on this page. I mean, this as as scientific as my life ever gets.

don't worry! he's fine. also, don't worry, there is no question that no matter what, we were the fancy ladies from out of town.

i kept hitting some creative wall and was having a hard time making anything for a few days, so i went and ate some pizza in the cemetery and it all came together! good news.

my braiding technique is about to become very important this summer, i think.

and one small pale ghost.

that beautiful object is a piece of paper that i dabbed and dried my paint brush on for a few weeks, and it is more beautiful than anything i have ever drawn.

if you have ever wondered what my little studio space looks like, and you've not been in my tiny apartment, here it is! except imagine it with a lot more clutter, even, and like, four or five coffee cups and not just that one.

i have this notion that if i could train myself to sit up straighter, that it would affect all the aspects of my whole life. i'm sure that it is true.

first post in new sketchbook! the transition is always so tough. but, this was on the vernal equinox. that is a good omen for a brand new smooth paged book.

i have been spending a weird amount of time at the historical society, doing fairly extensive research on a couple that lived in providence in the mid 1800's that i have absolutely no relation to. there's no explanation for that.

some period dresses from the 1860's or so, and i love andy samberg.

how come i have never found a red feather? i have found all sorts of other colors, but never a red one.
eleanor was not very impressed with my mango having skills.

ever since wren and I went to the folk art museum and i saw this tiny part of a small drawing of a hand with strings coming out of the finger tips, i've been thinking about it.

here are some more of those roundy ladies. this time wearing weirdo tiger masks.
and if you were going around thinking, "man, melissa and her friends sure are nice people." here is evidence to the contrary.
although, we are nice, most of the time.