Thursday Artsday

I  had nothing to write about today until I started dozing off in front of the tv a couple of hours ago. Then I got this idea for a series of collages. It stemmed from the reaction I had yesterday right at the moment I was going to hit "send" on a query for my novel. This, like, dread and feeling of what the fuck am I doing? came over me pretty strong. I read the first few lines that I was about whoosh off to a complete stranger and suddenly felt like I might as well be sending her a bunch of my dirty panties (oh, OITNB, I guess it wasn't a waste of time watching you instead of querying after all). Hence the magazine cut-outs of random people below...

...and the practice sheet of panty sketches, which I'll probably cut out of patterned paper instead.

 

Still brainstorming on this, but I'm kinda really giddy right now about coming up with this idea. Not too long ago I would have taken that weird, embarrassed feeling and written something dark and scathing, damning the whole wide world. I came up with something fun and decidedly lighthearted to do to express my feelings as an alternative. So I'm not dwelling now on how fucked up it is that these "literary agents" get to decide what happens, or doesn't happen, to the book I so proudly and painstakingly crafted - I'm doodling up panties instead, and chuckling at these people while cutting out their heads!