Monday, April 18, 2011

80. Me. And giggly teens.


(04-18-2011. The top one, I must say, was a cheat.  I did that at home looking into the mirror.  As opposed to doing what I've been doing, the past four days with the dense amount of lines, I went extreme opposite and left it very open.  Why?  Good question.  Better answer:  I felt like it.  Nothing more.  Because I do something one way doesn't mean I'm stuck with it.  And this is all about having fun, as life should be.  The bottom is what I came up with on the train.  Surrounded by giggling late-teen-ers, I wasn't able to relax and just get into my zen-space. My fun was kaput. So I practiced eyeballs.)

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