Summertime!

Finally, I finished lawschool! Well, I have to wait for some results, but still, the summertime season was oficially opened last friday!

Since then, I’ve been fully enjoying the lack of responsabilities and the relaxation that the holidays bring; which basically means that I’ve been sleeping like there’s no tomorrow, going out, indulging in some frivolous activities such as shopping or pampering up and, most importantly, painting and sketching!

This is what I’ve been busying myself with:

Tomorrow I’ll be travelling to my hometown in the south of Spain, and once I’m settled there my hectic holiday plans are going to start unravelling. I expect to be on the move for a while! For instance, I’m heading to Seville to visit one of my best friends on Friday! I also have everything booked for one special trip in August and I’m currently looking for flights and accomodation in a few more places that probably will suffer my presence in the near future. This doesn’t mean that I’m going to be overly distracted to paint or create, on the contrary, it will inspire me to get out of my comfort zone and try new things on that matter. Free time and new experiences help the experimentation process, and I’m planning to have a hell of a lot of both things.

I’ll keep you posted!

Happy summertime, everyone!

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About sketching and sleep deprivation

I know there hasn’t been a Weekend Recollection this time, but I’ve been going crazy here with exams and other circumstances that have kept me incredibly busy. You see, I think the term “busy” is a very interesting thing. Being busy doesn’t exclude the possibility of doing what you want to do entirely, it just gives you the right excuse to stop you from doing whatever you don’t feel like you want to do. So, this week and last week I have been very busy. I had a big exam on Monday  and because of it I didn’t sleep anything at all which resulted in me crashing at the closest house right after the exam, acting like I was on drugs due to the high that I was feeling from sleep deprivation and falling asleep a few hours later on a friend’s couch. However, I did manage to do some sketches right before passing out. That’s what I meant when I said that being busy doesn’t really stop you from doing what you feel like you need to do, and I felt like I needed to do some drawings while my friend, on the other hand, kept trying to take my sketchbook away from me to take me to bed – I guess I really was freaking him out with my behaviour.

Lately I’ve been drawn to sketching situations that represent the meaning of a quote that I’ve found on the internet, that someone has said to me or that I’ve read in a book or listened to in a song. I’m having fun trying to think of the right image to melt into the meaning of the quote, and using only pencils makes it easier for me to do the drawing wherever I am in a relatively short period of time. It’s nothing fancy, I know, but it keeps the withdrawal symptoms for lack of painting at bay while I finish these goddamned exams!

5 things closer to the definition of happiness.

  • Green tea in the morning. And in the afternoon. And in the evening. Several times. And then once more.

Tea time!

I have been shown the greatness of tea. I have struggled, I have tried to make my way out of this tea craziness that’s going around lately, but there’s only so much fight in me… My mother is a complete tea-freak, any kind at any time with no sugar and no milk – that would be tea blasphemy! My brother has green tea every morning. One of my friends is as addicted as I am to Starbucks Chai Tea Latte so he decided to begin buying that kind of tea. Now, in the event of a zombie apocalypse, he’d have a year’s supply of the goddamned thing! Another one of my friends is clinging to his homeland kind of tea as if it was his only british identity reminder. So I could safely say that my newly discovered love for tea (with no milk in it) has been an orchestrated plan, and that I had no say in it whatsoever. Tea has officially become a hipster thing.

  • Emails.

Lately I’m receiving loads and loads of emails, mostly spamming the hell out of me, but from time to time I also get these unexpected nice and sweet emails. Emails telling me not to lose my faith in humanity (literally). Emails with songs that speak of someone that I don’t recognize, but that they swear it’s supposed to be me. Emails with funny pictures and with embarrassing videos that give me too much power for my own liking. What can I say? I am a sucker for emails.

  • Sketching while watching a TV- Show.

I am getting into my last row of exams, so most of my day is spent on dwelling on the fact that I have to study and on the actual act of studying. It’s a very lonely task. So when the nighttime comes, I am out of my mind and I need to do something to make it stop reeling. But I don’t have much time because I have to go to bed relatively early in order to get up early aswell. So, I multitask. I have dinner while I am watching a TV-Show (now it’s the West Wing) and while at the same time I do some sketches on my brand new sketchbook! How do I pull it off? No idea – I am surprised that there’s no ketchup stain in any of my drawings. I can say without a doubt that this moment is the happiest moment of my day. I know there is no obligation waiting for me afterwards, I know I get to sleep and rest when I’m done and it’s nearly the only moment that I actually have to spend some quality time with my family. Bliss.

  • Kings of Leon.

I was way too late to this party. How I had never heard anything by them before is something that escapes my logic. I was at a friends’ house when I first heard “Sex on fire”, and I only paid attention to it because it said the word “sex” (sue me!). Now not only do I think that “Sex on fire” is not one of their best songs (I can’t understand why it is the most famous one… I guess sex is a very attracting advertising theme), but I also have their entire discography and know most of their lyrics. There’s actually a joke going around about my obsession with Kings of Leon and my friends have started communicating with me through lyrics from their songs. What they don’t seem to understand is that I’m not bothered by it, so the teasing loses its purpose.

  • Cheese. And pizza… with extra cheese.

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Self-explanatory.