15 January 2009

Red Eyes And Pencils...

Illustration by: Prettyneons.

Lunch time and I could of sworn the sunshine was going to make a strong appearance way up there in the sky, I clearly wasn't the only individual wishing for a change in the heavy, dark grey sky, "Oh it would be nice to see the sun, if only for a little while. Looks as if that might well happen, look!" optimistically announced this business type in front of me on public (delayed) transport. Before I could finish my weather wish and before the laptop clutching woman could complete her outburst, you guessed the sun deceived us both and returned back behind this massive rain cloud. Oh well.

Constantly through out this week and today I've been jotting down notes of all sorts. Why I don't simply save a reminder in my mobile I don't know? I always forget my mobile has such useful features built into it! I'd no doubt help give the rain forest half a chance of survival as I'd no longer shift my way through four to seven sketch and note books per average week. I don't know if this is just me?When on a packed out train I duck so rapidly when I notice a tall person with their (sometimes) bulky and clumsy lap top. As for some unknown reason certain techno gadget guys seem to think its acceptable to attack and nudge you in the side with their laptops in the attempt to alight off the train before you:Hello it is not an Olympic event and you will not receive a gold medal and standing ovation. For stepping on the platform before any body else gets the chance too. Well now I've cleared that little irritating issue up, I've been admiring the mundane once again and as always to help pass the time (is it my train stop yet? Are we nearly there yet I'm thirsty and have some harsh hunger pains in my tummy). The train arrived some place on the outskirts of London so it could divide this is often time consuming within itself, yet alone when there's an electrical fault...Out comes the mp3 player select: the rolling stones, 15 minutes pass by at a snail pace and the platform no longer visible to the human eye. Its busy full of people waiting to board the dead, broken down train...Mp3 decides to cut off at the beginning of a classic stones tune my mobile is ringing and vibrating the table, rolling my eyes with boredom I reach out for the mobile answer the call, "Hi is this...." signal cuts out, I'm glad. I'm feeling way too hungry to hold a conversation no matter who and what the subject may be. I slum my head against the window and slouch back into my chewing gum embellished seat, I'm focusing all my attention on this cafe. Which has a unmissable chalk sketched board displaying an attractive snack option (that I cannot obtain or indulge in stuck on this lack of an oxygen train) 'American style bagel and a free medium size cup of coffee'...Wow such a nice food novelty, I want. Suddenly this couple storm out of the cafe,unable to hear their conversation I begin to lip read (its been 20minutes now this train isn't departing anytime soon and I'm very restless) the girl is seriously fucked off! Did she just encounter her boyfriend cheat on her with a waitress, we may never know? He looks high as a kite and she begins to hold back tears only her eyes are starting to look a little sore, oohs deary me there goes her first tear dripping off her cheek. The boyfriend leans in towards her his mop of hair touches her shoulder and well shes having none of it, and aggressively pushes him away...(shit did they just catch me out observing them? ). He makes the foolish decision to go back for more abuse (*idiot) and she shouts with all her lung power, the train doors open perfect timing too..."So how did you expect me to take this news then? How could you go and be so cold? You got a spare key? Now just piss off and get your stuff out of my flat and don't forget your cat too!" Ouch, the man is distraught more so than this girl, who by the way has the best quiff ever and these defining eyebrows. I had to sketch her with this unaffected (while at the same time obviously torn and hurt) brave impression on her face, with this slight glint of regret in her eyes. She bins her half eaten loaded sandwich, it misses the bin and falls on the platform: Yes I do (disturbing as it is) find myself drooling over this now sloppy half loaded sandwich.

4 comments:

Winnie said...

I hate it when your mp3 cuts off without warning and you have to go the rest of the journey in silence.

I like the little scenario you wrote about today, sometimes boring commuting can have so much drama!

DaisyChain said...

Amazing drawing, as ever. I want to steal your talent and keep it in a bottle.

I was quite suprised to walk out of Zara earlier to find sunshine,
my friend thought I had gone quite mad when I did a little happy dance!

Sunniva said...

I love the way you write, you really draw the reader into the whole situation! I felt like I was sitting on the train with you, observing this couple argue (or they're probably not a couple anymore by the sound of things :p) Treasure your talent, dear! And I love your drawing too..amazing xxx

prettyneons said...

Oh *gush*...you girls are too sweet and genuinely inspiring.
Peace and Kites...
Moi X