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Tuesday, September 15th, 2009 02:19 pmBalingup medieval fair was fun, a good time was had, and I bought a gorgeous new fairy.
I received a gorgeous book through the mail yesterday, called "How to Draw and Paint Fairyland". It is pretty, inspiring, and has excellent practical techniques listed in a quick, approachable way. People are welcome to come for tea and gaze through it. So, while I'm flipping through the book at work, I come across a picture of a spider. Apparently people think they have something to do with fairyland *heh*. It gave me an idea of how to work some more on my phobia of spiders: buy a special artbook, and then draw and paint spiders. The whole thought of it make my skin crawl with the heebie jeebies, but I have resolved to do it. My mind has already been trying to shirk it, pointing out that my skin will crawl the entire time I'm doing the activity, plus make me afraid of everything inckuding my own shadow right up to bedtime, with possible nightmares. Plus the thought of having a book of spiders anywhere in my house makes me shudder. But I think it will help, I have the feeling it will help, and I am determined to go through with it. Maybe I'll start on the weekend though, when there'll be more daylight before bedtime after I finish the session. (ps. before you start pointing out logical reasons why I should not be afraid of spiders, just remember that logicality has nothing to do with phobias.)
Have booked to go see the Moscow Circus in a few weeks. I've only been to the circus once, when I was small, of which I have vague memories of tigers or lions or something. I don't count Cirque du Soleil as the circus, that's a beast of its own. Going with just my dad, which is cool, I don't remember the last time I went to something with just dad and I. Popcorn will be bought, for full authenticity of the circus experience.
I've been reading "Wicked", by Gregory Maguire. It's about the Wicked Witch of the West. Don't you know, she's not really evil, she has just been misrepresented. I'm finding the book fascinating, and am a little over half-way currently.
Stuff.
Eh.
I received a gorgeous book through the mail yesterday, called "How to Draw and Paint Fairyland". It is pretty, inspiring, and has excellent practical techniques listed in a quick, approachable way. People are welcome to come for tea and gaze through it. So, while I'm flipping through the book at work, I come across a picture of a spider. Apparently people think they have something to do with fairyland *heh*. It gave me an idea of how to work some more on my phobia of spiders: buy a special artbook, and then draw and paint spiders. The whole thought of it make my skin crawl with the heebie jeebies, but I have resolved to do it. My mind has already been trying to shirk it, pointing out that my skin will crawl the entire time I'm doing the activity, plus make me afraid of everything inckuding my own shadow right up to bedtime, with possible nightmares. Plus the thought of having a book of spiders anywhere in my house makes me shudder. But I think it will help, I have the feeling it will help, and I am determined to go through with it. Maybe I'll start on the weekend though, when there'll be more daylight before bedtime after I finish the session. (ps. before you start pointing out logical reasons why I should not be afraid of spiders, just remember that logicality has nothing to do with phobias.)
Have booked to go see the Moscow Circus in a few weeks. I've only been to the circus once, when I was small, of which I have vague memories of tigers or lions or something. I don't count Cirque du Soleil as the circus, that's a beast of its own. Going with just my dad, which is cool, I don't remember the last time I went to something with just dad and I. Popcorn will be bought, for full authenticity of the circus experience.
I've been reading "Wicked", by Gregory Maguire. It's about the Wicked Witch of the West. Don't you know, she's not really evil, she has just been misrepresented. I'm finding the book fascinating, and am a little over half-way currently.
Stuff.
Eh.
