Well now. What have we here?
I can’t stop drawing these guys. They’re so much fun.
I do have to consult earlier pictures to make sure I get them right, but still.
They will be introduced eventually, I swear.
The important thing here is that Winter’s trying.
Still needs to work on it, but she’s trying!
Spring’s been having a bit of a rough time as of late.
I mean, I know that technically we are allowed to go outside, but it’s with restrictions, and COVID-19 is still hanging around, so it’s kind of hard to enjoy it.
You know it’s going to happen.
Heck, it’s already happening.
Please donate to my GoFundMe to donate baby name dictionaries to all those expectant or soon to be expectant parents who are even considering Corona or Covid and already ruining their children’s lives.
Abel’s me in this case. I have taken up knitting, and have gotten really good at the stitching part.
It’s finishing it up where I have problems…
This was supposed to be up yesterday.
Somehow, my blog got corrupted, and everything kinda went kerblooey.
After a moment of panic, I did manage to find someone to fix it. So everything is back up and running, thankfully.
Anyways. Talk to your friends. Good times will be had.
Honestly, this was just one of those images I’ve had in my head for a while, and I wanted to get it down on paper, so here it is. A little sheep-beast that can make his own yarn.
Also, I have no clue how a spinning wheel works. This was as close as I could get. Or as I could understand.
With all that’s going on right now, we need to be cognizant of not just our physical wellbeing, but our mental health as well.
Case in point: when COVID-19 first settled stateside, I could not stop googling the news about it. I’d just have to. Next thing I know, it’s two hour later and I’ve fallen down a rabbit hole of news articles and opinion pieces. The result? My anxiety would spike hardcore, and I needed to get all my thoughts out there and just vent and vent and vent (mostly to my parents, who are indeed saints for dealing with me), my mind a non-stop roller coaster of awful. And it would always be right before I’d go to bed. The worst time to have my brain running a hundred miles per hour.
I’m not promoting ignorance. At all. It is important to stay informed. But this is not being informed. This is me racing through internet pages and internalizing everything awful, then spewing it back out.
The fact is, I need to step back. For me to stay in one piece, I need to keep myself from this horrible habit. I’ve been trying – a few slip-ups here and there, but for the most part, I think I’ve done okay. I’ve learned that I need to redirect myself or physically hold myself back. I don’t know if it’s some weird OCD thing or not – I have not been diagnosed by a professional, so I really don’t want to classify it as such. But I do need to breathe, and back away from the Google, if I want to have any chance of coming away from the COVID-19 pandemic mentally together.
If reading the news helps keep your anxiety in check, great. Go for it. But I know that I can’t right now. Because I won’t get anything from it. My anxiety will just suffer.
So I will step back. Breathe. Knit. Draw. Whatever.
And keep moving.