September 07th, 2012
I finally braved the bee's nest in the car, having at last decided that I needed to find my old drawings and art supplies. (I watched Lord of the Rings over the weekend, and found myself inspired.) In the box that contained my drawing binders, I found an embarrassment of riches.
Who would have thought I'd find notes on, not one, not two, but four different languages? I also located the first attempts I made at maps of my various worlds (they look silly now). Eureka! I found them!
Now I feel a lot like a little girl, re-drawing my maps to include new names in forgotten languages, and letting my 'I-like-weird-shapes' artistic sense loose as I design new alphabets. I'm also gritting my teeth as I rediscover the drawings certain little sisters discovered. With black ink pen.
Who would have thought I'd find notes on, not one, not two, but four different languages? I also located the first attempts I made at maps of my various worlds (they look silly now). Eureka! I found them!
Now I feel a lot like a little girl, re-drawing my maps to include new names in forgotten languages, and letting my 'I-like-weird-shapes' artistic sense loose as I design new alphabets. I'm also gritting my teeth as I rediscover the drawings certain little sisters discovered. With black ink pen.
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