Profile Doodle

Well, I've been digging through old sketchbooks when I'm not making new doodles, looking for stuff that I still like enough to post, and I came across this little doodle of a profile. I think I was using something for a refernce, a picture or another drawing, but it's from 3/18/02 & I don't really remember.

Sometimes I'll decide after I've drawn something or someone that it lines up with one of my characters, but I don't really do a good job it seems like if I set out to draw a character. So this is just an anonymous profile:


Thanks for reading =)

~Colette

Dreary Day

Not actually having a very good day. I looked outside earlier, and even though some of the leaves are still pretty, it's turning into a dreary season, with everything dead & brown & crappy looking before it gets covered up with snow ... which I don't particularly like either, but I can appreciate the beauty better than autumn after the leaves have fallen.

Anyway, the stark image of a tree against the clouds kind of stuck in my head & rattled around up there with a few words & the generally empty feeling I've had this week & when I came home I wrote this:

A cold, grey sky
A leafless tree
A lonely heart
A loveless me

If I were on American Idol, I think Simon would tell me I'm being indulgent LOL. But, little though I care for being unhappy, if there's a downside it's that it makes me think of writing even when I don't actually write anything. And seeing as it's been a week again somehow, I obviously should be writing more. So this is something.

Thanks for reading.

~Colette

Trick Or Treat

OK, this is almost a little absurd, inspired by Poe's The Raven, and it's quite old, I think from 2003 although it's dated incompletely in the notebook. It managed to put a smile on my face when I came across it, and I thought I might as well post it up since I've got some Halloween-ness going on over at MSLP too:

Once upon an evening yearly
The youngest come out the most early
Dressed as the most quaint & curious creatures you could meet
Whilst you chill in you chair, rocking
There will come a steady knocking
And the pitter-patterting of little feet
Quoth the children "Trick or treat!"

Now, I've always been most keen
On this holiday called Halloween
On this date with theme so neat
Wind blowing gently, through the trees & soughing
On this night some still call Samhain
And people stand with candy, ready to greet
The children crying "Trick or treat!"

I used to be able to recite all of The Raven - and for some reason I want to say it's 18 stanzas long, but seriously don't quote me - because I just thought it was one of the coolest poems ever. Well, I still think that, but I wouldn't put money on myself remembering more than a quarter of it after all these years LOL.

Thanks for reading.

~Colette

Depression Awareness Month

Scrangie's post gave me lots of food for thought. Regarding where I am vs. where I have been ...

I am trying really hard to post like once a week here. But time slips away from me & suddenly it's been 8 or 9 days ... anyway, I dug out some old stuff, this is the end section of a poem I still thought was half decent, from 2002:

I see black
alone
I see blue
pain
I see red
anger
I see nothing
myself
falling
crushed
broken
hopeless
lost
in my blindness
and blinded
by too much
too much thought
too much stress
too much less
less release
less peace
less me
less certainty
in everything

Thanks for reading.

~Colette