I’m sleepy

Tired today — must be staying up late to finish Theater Shoes (not nearly as engaging as Ballet Shoes, but still a pleasant read), getting up early to go to Bridges, greasy though tasty breakfast out at Nation’s, two and a half hours at Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. After looking forward so to the movie, admitted immediately and without hesitation that it was not very good: wrote a journal entry on this. I’m pleased with the entry, anyway; I think it’s because of my recent extensive journaling (and private journaling, at that) that my critique of the film took voice and articulation right away, and I was not afraid to write it out publicly. So my private journaling is indeed enhancing my public journaling, as Virginia Woolf said; she said of her diary-writing that it loosened her writing ligaments; perhaps mine loosens my critical tongue and bolsters me to express my public opinions with the same fearlessness I apply to my private writings. If that’s the case, I can think of no greater and more relevant gift!

Couldn’t bring myself to write more pages after the journal entry, so I did some boring email catch-up and then read my new Nell Brinkley book for a while. Very charming drawings and very technically proficient in spite of overblown stylization of everything. I’ll have to spend more time with this book in future, though today I don’t seem to be able to concentrate much on anything. I did make a drawing after the Brinkleys, though, and was pleased at how easily I was able to capture the spirit of her style:

That was fun. I suppose since I’ve always admired art that’s in the same vein as Brinkley’s, it wasn’t hard to get into that frame of mind.

Spoke to Jackie on the phone and found we’d both craved pie yesterday and gone out looking for it: I found some (lemon meringue at Nation’s), she didn’t. Very odd this connection we have, but so comforting. Last time we had a mutual craving like this it was pineapple, also from many miles separate.

This is all for today. First portrait-drawing class this evening and I’m so tired, but I signed up for this and will go to it readily enough. Wish I had more pie. This is a Friday of my workweek and of my working soul!! I’m glad for the break we’ll have for the next four days.