Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts

25/02/2014

napiraiz #079



Don't worry about the Spinster Club drawings by the way, he's nine-freakin-teen years old! (Although he looks 30 but that's right why would I ever fancy someone my age for a change) So much for getting over.

18/11/2013

napiraiz #023


If you know me for a while, you should have recognised that I have a certain... um... how to say that nicely... problem with objects. It's just that I tend to become maybe a teeny-tiny bit too sentimental and overattached to them. How horrible of a christian, I know, right?! But at least it's not getting in the way of being reasonable with my keys. I would easily get rid of any of them, the miute I have no more reason to keep them. But they are in fact all very important.

Room key from 6 years ago at our dormitory? How could I when it was so hard to take it out secretly and – against all the strict rules – make a copy of a key for a room that is not even my room (at least on paper). Oh and as for that tiny cutesy-wootsy little key? Oh but that I can't get rid! That was the key to my first chain to my first bike! What? What that you say? The enormous piece of lead I have on that other ring there? Now that is just outrageous you suggest me to throw away! Don't you know that that was a key to our kitchen... like twenty years ago... when we couldn't close the other door and we had to... I mean before we changed the lock on the kitchen door. So? That is, my dear, not a reason good enough for me to leave poor little (well...) key who did no harm to anyone! How would he (yes, he's a male) feel then?

So as you can see, I have my fair reasons. As for keychains? Oh I don't see the point of them. Not with a keyring like this!

26/06/2013

Fragments From My Sketchbook

E44


Sometimes I feel that Miranda analogy is more accurate than I thought.

*not actually called Dan.

20/01/2013

Invitation. To love.

So I decided not to continue my 365 Illustration Project the way I did it (my other option was to scratch out sleeping from my daily schedule). But I still feel the need of doing something similar, and sometimes, only sometimes, even doing it similarly to the “good old days”. Now I'll show you some of these (don't mock the topics. I'm still an isolated freakish spinster, so what.)





Until the next episode of “fragments from my sketchbook”,


yours sincerely

30/03/2012

03/03/2012


I haven't written much yet about our little class at school. There are only girls. 7 girls – when it's at its full. Now, you can imagine for yoursself what our last lesson on saturdays look like. Or more, what it sounds like…

27/02/2012

02/17/2012


Ever heard the phrase “Men can think of only one thing…”? Well, I don't think we should start analyizng who can think of what…