28 To Make—Day 9

Day 9 of the 28 to Make challenge is “scribbles and shapes”. I didn’t like this assignment at all. I didn’t even like the sample tutorial. It was hideous! Perhaps even as hideous as my crab. Anyway, the idea was to blindly scribble on a page, and then find something to draw in the mess. It’s kind of like seeing shapes in clouds, only this version of the game is not pretty.

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28 To Make—Day 3

The third assignment in the 28 to Make challenge is “draw your favourite album art”.

Back when this album (Rio) was released, my friends and I would have done anything to get noticed by Duran Duran. Now, I can honestly say, I hope to God that no member of the band ever sees this!

rio_draw album art

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28 To Make—Day 2

The second assignment in the 28 to Make challenge is “draw a houseplant”. I chose the plant in my bedroom as my subject. I have no idea what it’s called, but, my drawing, once again, actually looks like what I was trying to draw. That almost never happens, and I did it two days in a row! Woohoo!

draw a house plant

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28 To Make—Day 1

I’m a week late to the 28 to Make party—I just stumbled upon it yesterday—but that’s okay. I’m here now, and I’m eager to get started.

The first assignment was “draw your beverage”. I drew my father’s (empty) winning beverage cup instead of what I was drinking. It was far more interesting than the plain white ceramic mug that contained my chai. Tim Hortons_roll up the rim to win

I’m no artist by any stretch of the imagination. That said… I really surprised myself with this sketch. It actually resembles what I was trying to draw. I think it’s cute!

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The Switch

“This feels so wrong,” said Phoebe.

“Relax, sis. Nobody will ever know the difference,” Melanie assured her.

“I look like a whore!”

“You look exactly like me, when I’m not sick as a dog, that is. Are you saying that I look like a whore?”

“When you go out looking like this, yeah, you do. For the love of God, Melanie, it’s the middle of the day! Must you make me show off so much flesh?”

“You’re such a prude, Phoebe. Just go! The wallet with all of my ID is in the purse on the kitchen counter. You probably should take my car too. The keys are hanging at the door.”

***

Phoebe nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the siren. A quick glance in the rearview mirror confirmed what she had feared. Those red and blue lights were for her.

“Umm. Hello. Umm. Umm. Licence and registration please,” said the officer, who was clearly distracted by Phoebe’s breasts.

Shaking from head to toe, Phoebe fumbled around for the documents, and handed them to the officer.

“You seem a little nervous today, Melanie. Where are you off to and why were you driving 35 in a 70km/h zone?”

When she realized she handed him her twin’s driver’s licence, she began to cry. Between her sobs explained to the officer that she was on her way to the polling station, and she was taking her time getting there because she didn’t yet know who to vote for. “It’s such an important decision, you know. I have to be sure,” she said.

 The police officer did his very best to console her, and then he sent her on her way.

***

“Where have you been? It’s nearly midnight,” said Melanie.

“It’s been a rough day. I needed a drink. And another. And another. And another.”

“But you don’t drink.”

“I do now!”

“Where’s my car?”

“Bob’s Tavern.”

“Did you vote?”

“Yup!”

“Thanks, sis! I knew you could pull it off!”

“Oh, you’re very welcome! And by the way, YOU, voted for Harper and YOU have a date with a bald 300 pound police officer this weekend.”


For day 14 of The Daily Post’s Writing 101—Recreate a single day.

…let’s try something new: write a post that takes place during one single day.

Also for Andy Townend’s Dark | Side | Thursday.