It’s just the same old crap over and over. Are the band the same without Mick, Derek, Mel? Are they even Simple Minds with only Jim and Charlie left? They’re a mockery now. Play Butlins. They’re not Simple Minds any more. YA DA FUCKING YA!
Is it any wonder I am steering clear of the fan pages these days? I know we don’t all have to agree – be equally – we don’t have to keep expressing the same “opinion” all the bloody time, either!
I’m just tired of it. Really tired of it. So I’ll just stay here in my own little space. I cannot to arsed to argue a point or converse with anyone on the fane pages any more. It’s just so full of BS these days.
I think this would make the most beautiful painting.
I want to paint him. I want to paint him SO much! I started prepping the background of a canvas for this with all the beautiful iridescent paints I have. But, I needed to keep the centre blank for him. I painted around a basic outline of where his shoulders, arm and head would/should go. I could see as I was filling in around the centre, I was going to make his face too wide and short. Increasingly disheartened, I painted the whole canvas in.
It was turning into an abomination. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to paint him in there now, unless I layer and layer.
I struggle too much with getting angles, proportions and aspect ratios right.
If I can pick myself back up off the floor, I might try doing something with it again tomorrow…but I think it’ll probably just turn into a bird canvas – again.
A flamingo, or some humming birds.
It’s bloody horrible wanting to paint someone so much, but you feel you can’t.
The only time I remotely felt successful at painting him was with this…
And it’s still hideous. I should have kept it abstract, like below…
Maybe I won’t do birds on the new canvas? Maybe just something wonderfully abstract. We’ll see.
I want to believe in myself! I want to believe I have ability…CAPABILITY…but I am just perpetually unhappy with what I achieve when I paint. Especially when I try to paint Jim.
Even…CONSIDER ME? So I can try have my store back up and legitimately running?
I mean…I have millions of pounds of stock to shift! *tongue planted firmly in cheek*
What say you?
Ms S Fry
*taps fingers slowly and rhythmically on table top*
There must be thousands of people doing this stuff! Of course, I am the sucker who wants to do things the right way. Well…I do! I don’t want my arse sued…I don’t want a monkey on my back. But it really doesn’t feel fair that I’m trying to do the right thing here, why God knows howmany others are flouting it, either knowingly, or otherwise.
If I could just be heard. Know what I can and can’t do. Know for sure what can and can’t be used. What, if anything, I’ll need to pay.
I AM JUST SO LOST!
I don’t want to give up! But, perhaps it was what was desired? For me to just…give up and go away.
I’m small fry! How can I be deemed this much a threat? Or this much of a …. thief?