poupau

Last 3,5 years I've been busy with nursing school. I got me self a respectable occupation, yay - and now I'm working as a psychiatric nurse in a Asylum hahahha or maybe more correctly  in the psychward. I love my job (but there are also days that I hate it and the time it takes from "freedom to do poupau-things")... There are also days that I remind myself the promise I made when I started Nurse school. "After I do this, I do something I really want. " And since kindergarten I've wanted only one thing. To draw comics :D hahaa! (Ok there were a phase that I wanted to be an explorer, space traveler, private detective, marine biologists, k

Camera fell down from the table, it mashed on the floor and the lens was broken. So now I have to order a new lens. Hopefully I find time to catch a few autumn photos... Nothing creative has happened. I just been working. Work, work, work. All work no play makes Ella a dull girl. My drawing skills need to be honed, they are rusty as an old bucket... I used to know how to draw. But now I feel clumsy even when I see a pen! Frankly I'm always either at work or too tired to draw. But I'm lucky cause this is my last day at summerjob, then I'm free to draw and roam as I please!

Dad gave me his old Eos. I'm deeply grateful for this. Dad himself is one of the greatest (dads and) photographers that I know. Sadly dad doesn't feel any need to show his talent to the world. He only photographs for his own enjoyment. This lonely photographer keeps on inspiring his offspring, who unluckily is more attention needy (hence signed in as a deviant artist).