Hold Music…

 

Aaaaaand… we’re past the 10 minute mark… do be do be doooby doooby elevator noise.  Not even music.  Some awful, out of tune computer generated spanish guitar junk…

We all hate it, right? NOPE!  Not me.  Not today.  Cos today I have a PEN, a PENCIL and PAPER. Yes.

NO hold music in the world can get to me.  No matter how awful, no matter how shocking. Nope Nope Nope.

Wanna know why?

Cos, for some reason, this kind of music encourages all kinds of wonderful things to fall out of my pencil.  Animals, landscapes, people, whatever.  Today, the first thing to fall out of my head was a capital letter “C”.  Don’t ask why.  My mum reads this blog and I’d get in trouble for swearing. 😉 LOL!

There are no progress shots.  The only camera I had was on my phone, and guess what I was listening to the hold music on.

Two boobs and some daisies later and it’s evolved from my initial potty-mouthed thought: it’s evolved completely into something very different.

Judge for yourself.  Here she is.