Monday Already?

Hi friends, new & old (also maybe just Rose) — it’s me, your Monday buddy and craft kween, Erin.

First off, when the heck did it become late September? Like, I’m all down for fall (I’ve been wearing sweaters all summer in protest of the heat), but why do the last four months of the year feel like one week? I can barely get my pumpkin spice life on before it’s time for gingerbread, peppermint, a flashy night of sequins, and then the existential dread of January.

Anyway, this week I wanted to feature an illustration I’m really proud of — yes, I think it’s beautiful and no, I don’t think it’s bad to brag about yourself every once and awhile. If you don’t, who the fuck will?

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Find you a friend who celebrates all your accomplishments — may that be finding a new job, dumping that crappy partner, or getting out of bed for twenty minutes to greet the chinese delivery dude at the door (AND you put pants on!? twenty points for you, glen coco!)

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If it’s not already painfully obvious, Rose and I are this person for each other. Even if it’s just texting my approval of her watching another three hours of true crime or her sending the dancing ladies emoji 💃🏻💃🏻 to me because I left the house to get coffee; get you a friend that celebrates you. Because sometimes, the one thing we forget to do is remind ourselves that we’re doing it (life or something like it), even doing it well. 

Okay, anyway, Captain Distraction over here. I painted these watercolor plums for a magazine article (again, very proud of myself) along with some other fruits & vegetables. Maybe some day I’ll have all my shit in a row and I’ll do a step-by-step of the process — let’s put this at the top of my procrastination list.

When I was a senior in college, I spent my last quarter drawing fruit for a project, ten weeks of illustrating fruit. Five years later, here I am, back with the fruit. I lament about that sometimes (mostly to Rose), but, to be honest, I freaking love drawing fruit. What does that say about me as a person? That I see life as fleeting and should be appreciated while it’s ripe? I mean, maybe? But probably more that I’ve been drawing fruit for half a decade and there always seems to be fruit around to draw. Maybe it’s more about my choices in food, which are apparently only fruit. And cheese. (Oh god, also Chinese, how could I forget that?)

I hope this bit of introspection has distracted you for a moment, and maybe given you something to think about when you next eat a pear (wow, life is fleeting and I should by a boat). I can’t wait to hear what you all name your boats — mine is Currantly Wading.

In the crazy, Erin

most adult thing done this week: meal planned and actually went grocery shopping