I feel embarrassed when I look at this blog now. It's sort of painful to see some of the horrible things I've created in the past. So in the spirit of moving forward with my life, I am switching over to the now-trendier "Tumblr". If you want to keep an eye on me, do so here. Maybe I'll post here every now and then, but this is like my shameful secret.

I've never been to Norway...

Early Works

My dad sent me this, which I guess I drew when I was younger. My drawing hasn't gotten THAT much better!

Dear Diary,

I am trying to really learn how to draw. This means changing the way I see things. It's pretty difficult.

Love,
Molly

BABY GATOR

Greetings from the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge.

Random Thoughts

I'm still feeling pretty uninspired and a lil lazy. Gotta start exercising my little "c" creative so that I can get back to bigger and better things. Today I learned that:

- Since grade school, I have not been able to wear high heels and I think that has not changed to this day. Perhaps that has something to do with my inability to wear them for extended periods of time.

- Even with the lines of graph paper, I am unable to draw non-slanted lines.

- The temptation of drawing a little butthole on dogs is just too much for this homestyle raunchmonster to resist.

I'm totally baffled right now, because around 1 o clock this afternoon I was assuring myself that I'd be super productive on my new drawing table that I finally fully installed, and the next thing I know, it's almost 7 at night and all I have to show for myself are just a few measly drawings. When I first sat down to the desk, I thought that maybe I could use some coffee, so I walked over to the grocery store. Instead, I bought no coffee, lots of vegetables, some boric acid, and recycling bags. To be fair, there are coffee beans at home that I could have just used instead of going to the store...But I needed some veggies anyway.

Then, I thought, perhaps it'd be nice to try to draw myself...Which is what the above drawing is supposed to be. I think it looks like me, but the thing about this that kinda bums me out is that I drew myself a little fatter than I really am. Back to the drawing board...

A Journal Entry

Today's entry comes from my "Drunkbook" - a notebook I generally reserve for when I get bored sitting alone at bars waiting for my friends to show up. Instead, in this case I was waiting in IKEA for about an hour for a friend. Entry justified.

Getting back to my (awkward, unfortunate) roots...

I asked my mom to dig up pictures from my Bat Mitzvah - that awkward age that is unkind to almost all of us. Here are a few of the gems she's sent me... To be completely honest, I look almost the same except no braces or up-do. God help us all.

Trying to Get My Groove Back

As is probably apparent, I've been sort of on a creative hiatus but I'm FED UP. No more not making stuff. Here is the kind of pathetic first attempt at getting back into that creative groooove.