Hats, Bats, and a Sketchbook

Ok, I am much better today. I actually felt better immediately after I wrote that post, although I regret pushing that all on you guys and my crush. So today is much better. The sun is shining (finally). I took a long walk in the pouring rain, aside from ruining my tights, it was a very good experience. By the time I came home I was holding my head a little higher.

One of the great things about London are all the specialty paper shops. Japan was a little taste of this (although their paper was alot more elaborately decorated). London is covered in little and big papershops. If you know me well, you are aware of my undying love for paper and packaging. The best treasure I brought home from Italy was... a wax stamp with my initial on it. I love paper and everything wrapped in it, made with it or used to make it. So since I was feeling low I went out and bought some paper and a sketchbook.

Whenever I begin a new semester or new class I always (ALWAYS) freak out right before starting because I have lot of ideas but have a hard time deciding how to arrange them so I can move on. Throughout high school, my first painting of the term was always about anxiety. After I did it, I was able to move on to other things. I can remember having a low point at the beginning of all my college terms aswell. London has been different thought, I already did my anxiety piece and I am still feeling it. Maybe all this London business is the anxiety performance piece before I get on with the rest of my life.