Today was my first true day off in a while, so my BF and I decided to make a day of it! First, we woke up (duh and springing forward sucks. Fuck losing an hour of sleep), then we literally hurried to the theatre to catch a matinee of Zootopia –which was ahmazing, oh my god– then we ran back home, packed a one of a ridiculous amount big reusable bag and walked to the beach (’cause we can do that. Yes, I’m bragging here.) Well, actually, we went down to the Shoreline and got something to eat. And did we have a time there, let me tell you! But that’s a story for another day. All you have to know is that there are some people who should not be parents. Quick example: whilst trying to enjoy our pizza and pasta salad, a family comes in and immediately are just the worst kind of people in the obnoxious sense. It was a husband, wife, their kid, and the wife’s brother…How do I know this, you ask? I say again, they were obnoxious. Anyhoo, at one point, the wife reaches over me to unhook the door so it closes, doesn’t say “excuse me” or “can I get by you real quick?” Nothing. Just reaches over me, unhooks the door, and says to the owner (who I assume gives her a look like “wtf?”) And I am not exaggerating, these were her words, “Sorry, I had to trap my kid.” ….I’m sorry, if you feel like you have to “trap” your kid, maybe you should actually raise your kid to not need to be trapped. Then again, I’m not a parent, so maybe I’m wrong. But, of course, the kid started throwing a fit and all she says (in her speak/yell voice) is, “he hasn’t taken a nap today, he’s been up since 7!” This was after she came barging into the restaurant speak/yelling, “do they sell beer here?!”Again, not a parent here, but with that knowledge, wouldn’t it be best to go home so he could take a nap? Or, hey, if you’re going to get 2 pitchers of the beer you demanded, maybe get a sitter? You clearly don’t want him there.
Woah, sorry, I got off track there. Where was I? Oh, yeah, they’re terrible and as soon as we were done we got the hell out of there and walked down to the beach–which was, thankfully, way more relaxing. I had forgotten my sketchbook of course, but had my phone again, of course and took a bunch of pictures, which I then used for this sketch just now.
There were way more people there than I have here, but I picked my favorite things that I saw while there and I’m lazy. It was cloudy, and windy, and cold, but no matter the weather, the beach will always be my happy place. It thrills me that I’m now walking distance from one! After living my whole life hour/s from the beach, this is like Christmas every day!
I almost didn’t add the color, but I’m glad I did. I feel like it adds a bit more depth to this. I used vine charcoal, black artist pens, and chalk pastels. Oh, and my fingers to spread those pastels.