blawgerz rule 1.0: flying a kite

Okay. So. I know what you're thinking. (Just kidding. I don't. I don't know what you're thinking, that is. I've always found this saying rather peculiar. It's this awkward transition where people try to pretend that they're inside your mind when 98.3% of the times that someone has told me that they "know what I'm thinking," the rest of the sentence does not correspond to what was inside my mind. Aka, that was awkward... you didn't know what I was thinking. ANYWAYS. I'm being awkward. Let's move on...) SO, I know what you're thinking... "Lexy, why does this illustration say "flying a kite" when the girl in the illustration is not, in fact, flying a kite?" (If you were actually thinking that, do inform me. I think I'll chuckle a little longer than necessary.) Well, to answer you're inquiring mind, it's my very first blogger illustration! Meet the fabulous Amy from Flying a Kite.


(All images: Flying a Kite)

I've been stalking loving Amy's blog for a few years now. It's incredibly different from mine - but I still adore it. When I first stumbled on it, I read it to the very first post. (Yes, that shows just how incredible it is. And also how I really didn't have a life. But we'll ignore the latter bit.) Seriously. Visiting Amy's blog is like entering a whole new world: a world of unwavering love, and dreams, and happily ever afters. I think the word that I would attach to it is magic. And really, if magic existed in real life - or even in cyber space - Amy's blog would be its definition. She makes the world beautiful. She evokes such a dreamy energy that immediately transcends onto me whenever I visit. She makes me love the world. In fact, I would say that you can't not love the world after reading her blog, her words, her world. It puzzles me: how she, somehow, is able to create a beautiful world through the simplicity of words and photos. She must be a fairy. Or magic. Magical fairy? I don't know what I'm saying. Her blog is beautiful. Check it out! (Don't just look at the pictures. Read the words. MAGIC, I tell you.) Also, she is Canadian, shops at Value Village and is born on December 13th (my birthday!), so we're basically twins. I sound creepy.)

Close ups:

(Watercolour, Pencil, Pen&Ink.)

It was fun doing this illustration! Amy's world is so dreamy and I let it inspire me. It was splendid.

Hope you all have a Marvelous Monday! (And rest of the week!) (I just put that in brackets because it broke up the amazingly awesome alliteration (hah? see what I did there?) of "Marvelous Monday." You get it.)

xxx
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Question for today:
(Note: If you answer this, we are automatically best friends. Regardless of your answer. I'm not sure if anyone will answer this/ read the whole question. But DO. I heard it on Wiretap (my favourite radio show!) and I thought I'd give it a "go." Hypothetical questions are oodles of fun. This could be fun. It is fun. Do it.)

In long... At long last, someone invents "the dream VCR." This machine allows you to tape an entire evening's worth of your own dreams, which you can then watch at your leisure. However, the inventor of the dream VCR will only allow you to use this device of you agree to a strange caveat: When you watch your dreams, you must do so with your family and your closest friends in the same room. They get to watch your dreams along with you. And if you don't agree to this, you can't use the dream VCR. Would you still do this?

In short... If there was a VCR that could record your dreams but you were only allowed to watch the tapes with a roomful of people -- would you still choose to do this?