Big drawing of a small badge

Sketch a day - 176/365

What can I tell you about this drawing that you can't make out for yourself?

I had big ideas today that I was gunna do some landscape drawings with the skies all moody and overcast (because i love a moody overcast sky). That plan went down the toilet as the tasks of the day crashed in and spilled over.

So fast forward to about 15 minutes ago. Jane is calling up the stairs ‘ we have to go!’ Because we are going out to see some dear friends this evening. And I am thinking ‘shit shit shit I haven’t done my drawing’ while calling out ‘i will be 5 minutes’ during which time I negotiate with myself that dear friends won't care if I haven't put on makeup, while thinking ‘what can I draw?’ I grab the pin badge on my shelf. I draw the pin badge. It's got to be one of the worst drawings of a pin badge ever. But it's done. Jane is calling ‘we. hAVE. to go ‘ I am calling ‘in a second’ during which time I take a photo of the worst drawing of a pin badge ever and then run down stairs. I put my lidle crocs on (£5 absolute bargain if you don't mind your crocks being bright blue with the lidle logo on them ). Jane says ‘you can not ware those crocs out into the world’. I say ‘its ok, we are visiting dear friends, they will not mind’. She looks unconvinced. I secretly believe my lidle crocks are so shit they really are cool and everyone will wish they had a pair. This is probably why I am stylistically challenged. I have no idea. I literally have no idea. But it's too late to worry because we are now in the car and Jane is bombing (within the legal speed limit, obviously) towards our dear friends, having had a pit stop for crisps at the co-op (who incidentally just announced that - after members voted - they will be boycotting Israeli goods, because of the genocide in Gaza. YES CO-OP! YES. If you had crocks I would be wearing your pale sky blue crocks, yes I would. Brilliant) and I am writing this blog and about to post a terrible picture of a brilliant badge. Before we reach our dear friends. And we are so lucky to live within borders that allow us to move, to breathe, to visit, to dare to dream, to ware shit crocks. And that's all I have time for now. We are almost at our dear friends house. And sometimes that's got to be enough. And that's the news. No editing x