I'm on spring break this week, and I'm spending 4 of 7 days at the hospital working. Today was a day off and it was very peculiar. I went to take a shower this morning but the hot water was off and so, frusterated, I washed my face, brushed my hair and teeth, did my makeup and threw on some clothes and headed out to the store. I just walked down to Mass Ave and back to pick up some basic stuff (magnets, lens repair kit, some food...) and I must have been rocking something because I swear guys where looking at me. It's not unknown to happen but I always think I have something on my face or the like. I'm too self-critical to find myself attractive for very long. But here's a bit of an odd thing that actually happened:
So, I'm walking on the icky part of Huntington...
Random Guy: Excuse me, miss?
Me: Yes?
Random Guy: Can I tell you something? You are stunning!
Me:...uh...thanks
Random Guy: No, thank you
pause
Me:uh....ok *walks away*
So I keep walking home and then I see another guy with the exact same shirt. What did is say? Greenpeace. What, did I leave before he could compell me to save the environment? I'm so confused

I could not make this shit up if I tried, I'm not self-confident enough. I don't know if I should shower less or not but I did buy some new lipstick the other day and I was wearing it so maybe it was that. Clearly.

Anyway, I've been posting so many prints lately I've felt a bit redundant so here is an image before it becomes a print. It's Hell. Or something quite close to it. Anyway I'm going to be making up some books of prints, I think, and hopefully selling them for remarkabley high prices. We'll see how well this goes as I'm not particularly known for my networking abilities. Also...I feel this print needs something. If you help me find it I will be most grateful.
Hell Line drawing, Photoshop 8.5" x 11" (c) 2007