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Above: Dog sketch in my 9 x 12 inch Fabriano Venenzia studio journal (too big to haul around). Pentel's Aquash brush pen which comes with light black ink. This image has nothing to do with today's post, or does it?
The other day Dick and I went to the Mall of America. Anyone who knows me knows that I hate shopping—well I hate shopping at malls. I find that I quite like browsing at an antiques mall and buying the odd 19th century photo of someone else's long forgotten ancestor, or the odd Victorian tidbit, but that's another thing entirely. I blame my friends Linda and Pat for that "bug."
But the type of shopping that gets done at the MOA isn't for me. And it is done only when necessary (i.e., when there is only one place to get something—though now that the Harry and David store is gone I can't console myself with Moose Munch on these ventures.)
So there we were walking past Nine West. A pair of "riding boots" with flat soles caught and held my eye.
R: Hmmm, I could wear those and still manoeuver…
D: You mean not fall over?
R: Still make my ninja moves…
D: Munchkin, your ninja power days are over.
I laughed heartily as we walked to the car. On the drive home we stopped at Mel-O-Glaze for an apple fritter. (It's just one way a retired ninja can blend in.)
Today marks my third anniversary of blogging. If you've made it through any part of those three years and the 1,078 posts, or made it this far through this post, I'd just like to say thank you for letting me share with you a little bit of my life and my many enthusiasms. I have enjoyed hearing from you. I have been thrilled when you have participated in my projects. Most of all I have been honored that you have made time for me in your busy day.
The Aquash brush pen is still chugging along. Does this sketch have anything to do with today's post? Regular readers will already recognize that it is a self-portrait of the aforementioned retired ninja, at that moment when she realizes that she is past her ninja power days—just seconds before the laughter. I think I'll be making a painting of this sketch. I'll be sure to let you know about it. You know you can count on that.
Now go sketch something!