San francisco — I’m struggling. Deep breaths. I can almost hear Ken’s voice in my head: Not enough contrast, fix that M, this doesn’t work, that’s misaligned. Sketch it again. My estimated five hours has turned into eight and counting. I laugh — who do I think I am? Five hours, for a 3x4 foot chalkboard? — and get back to the feeling of impending doom. Then I think, damn you, Amy. … Amy Poehler, that is. I...
San francisco — The fifth W ought to be “work”, as in the work I’m supposed to be doing instead of drawing letters, but…
San francisco — The teacher passes by to look at my work. “Oh, I like that one! You’re doing well,” she says, pointing to the V on the second line. She must’ve forgotten that it was the sample V she had written out ...
I can't do this but I'm doing it anyway
Day 73 #100HappyDays: Yes
Exactly what I needed to hear today.
One curve after the other, adjustment after adjustment.
My Four W's.
Learning letters, Part Deux