Currently in the process of drawing Robert Smith, I think to myself of when Friday I’m in Love was released, and what number days the Fridays were on in that year.
Since I’m drawing him holding a bouquet of flowers, in front of a February calendar, I think it would be nice if Valentines Day was on a Friday on that calendar.
Of course, I happen to like almost all of the trends on this list. Well, no wonder, right?
Articles like these online and in magazines lead me to the belief that men “hate” almost every type of fashion on women. Which leads to the constant struggle of who to dress for, men, women, or yourself? I think the obvious answer is yourself, but to not get too crazy with all of it and just have fun. Still, the thing I dislike about these articles is that they’re often quite discouraging, at least from the men’s point of view, and sometimes make me doubt myself and bring on the desire to conform too much.
Honestly, this is just a neverending argument, and often none of it seems to be working, so I think it’s best to just ignore everyone else’s opinions and go on.
Spring Semester
9 AM class on my last spring semester at SVA.
The more I sat and thought about it today, while drawing, the more it felt like the fall was skipped over, and this semester just appeared.
It felt like January, but it also felt like spring. Feeling time leaking through, pulling you into the future yet also dragging you into the past. I felt the morning sunshine warmly in the room and thought back to last year and the smell of oil paints in the morning. I could feel last spring semester, but the fall just seemed like it never happened.
Hey there! I'm Sasha.
I like to make things, write and draw. I'm currently studying to be an Illustrator at the School of Visual Arts in New York City. My favorite pastimes include drinking tea, doodling, day-dreaming, discovering new music, playing games, looking out windows, wandering, spending summers in Upstate NY, over-analyzing, and eating sweet treats.
