Ferris had his first birthday.
It is amazing to experience the growth of this little being from barely conscious newborn to the little person that he is. I can't think of anything that compares to it. The only thing that could make it better would be a change of scenery. Our apartment just isn't a good fit for our family now, and not just because it's an apartment, but it being in the "city" doesn't help. Manchester is just not really a city anyway as it lacks whatever advantages would usually be found in that type of location and yet has all the disadvantages of living in a suburb to boot. We've hit our saturation point of dealing with all the compromises of living here and just really need to get out.
I've hardly had a chance to draw but I have done some things...
This I came up with for a contest on Spoonflower with the theme of Civil Rights Toile. The civil rights part I have, women's suffrage, the toile not so much. But I like it and have already adapted it for t shirts. It's the closest thing I've done to art recently, anyway, and I'm pleased. Eventually I hope to get the paints out but I fear that once we put up the easel we'll be told to take it down by whoever is trying to sell our apartment. We will see, I can't depend on having the time or inspiration for it anyway.We've been watching too much tv. It is unfortunately one of the things that calms Ferris. He doesn't watch much but likes the noise. He used to like music more, but I think he likes the sounds of people talking and the things going on. I think I've now seen Toy Story more times than I can count, and what's fun about having stopped my postpartum medication is that I'm a blubbering mess at all the sad parts. In a kids movie! Things are just oh so sad when you're a toy I guess.
