So I’ve been making props for my university’s production of The Phantom of the Opera (which opens TODAY I’m so excited!) (and for which I am Costume mistress and Deputy General Art Bitch) and yesterday in the dress run we realised we didn’t have a programme for one of the opera scenes, so I made one this morning
I DID A BIRD FLOURISH OMG HELP I CAN’T CONTROL MYSELF THEY’RE ONLY LIKE MY FAVOURITE THING IN THE WORLD AND I DID IT!!!
Sorry, but seriously. You need to appreciate my love for bird flourishes. I don’t even care about the mistakes and the non-smoothness and how blindingly obvious it would be to a child that after I did it I gave up on using guidelines and failed spectacularly at going freehand, or even that my ampersand has mysteriously turned into a treble clef. I DON’T CARE I DID A BIRD FLOURISH AAH