Zub Tales

A 3-day weekend at the start of August is just what I needed to recharge my batteries. Work has been extra busy and it seems like there’s always tons of little things to do.

I woke up this morning and snuck around the house. Gala’s working nights, so I’ve been doing my best to stay quiet while she crashes out. I figured I would circumvent noise problems even easier if I went out wandering and enjoy the weather. With that in mind, I grabbed my digital camera and shot some photos to show all of you as well.

Walking and exploring was a good way to clear my head, in more ways then one. The first head clearing came from the barber shop. I’ve needed a haircut for several weeks and finally took care of the mop top mess I had created. The second head clearing was just traveling around town, shopping here and there and doing quite a bit of thinking. It was a good time to relax, reflect and see things on no fixed schedule.

I stopped for lunch at a juice bar/health food kind of place. They’ve got this stuff there called Wheatgrass juice. Apparently drinking an ounce of it is the equivalent to eating 3 pounds of leafy green vegetables. One ounce and you’re set with your vegetable quotient this week. The whole thing sounds like sci-fi stuff. Some miracle green liquid that repairs, heals and makes the universe align itself or something.

Of course, I had to try the damn thing. It didn’t taste too bad actually. Kind of like drinking Kool-Aid with a hint of snow peas, if that makes any sense. It smells like cut grass and tastes like snow peas, must be healthy for you. They’ll probably discover that it overloads your system with too much vegetables or something crazy like that. I’ll turn all green like the Incredible Hulk and start fighting a war against humans for my newfound plant brothers and sisters.

Life drawing on Friday went quite well. I can’t believe the confidence that comes with doing life drawing on a regular basis. My animation, design and understanding has really solidified with the strength of my life drawing. Each session usually yields a few decent pieces and looking back and comparing to last year, it’s getting better still. The ability to just lay down a confident line in a short amount of time makes all the difference. I used to slowly and hesitantly grind my way through a drawing. I’d watch people zip through a sketch with energy and gesture and be so jealous. It’s not like I know it all now or anything, I’m still a grasshopper in the martial arts sense of the whole thing, but I can see so much more.

That’s all for this week. It’s just some little musings from the Jimmy.