Tonight, Philippe served dinner early before I had a chance to sketch anything. While eating, I do what I always do, where I casually ask if I should save room for dessert. This is met with his typical dream-killing stare, but it’s still a fun little ritual. I was hoping for an apple crumble, but with Thanksgiving fast approaching, I’ve apparently been put on a a diet as a sort of preemptive strike. As I type this, I’m eating just a couple slices of raw apple and nothing that resembles a crumble at all. When met with a prompt of “circular” then, there was no question that some fantasy donuts might appear next. This isn’t a treat that Philippe has ever made, and it’s been months since I had one. Don’t tell Philippe that, as he thinks it’s been years now. I have to love and admire the fact that he took on the tedious job of taking care of me and protecting me from my myself. No small task to be sure. A task my mother was likely more than happy to pass on to someone else. I’m a sweet kid, both when I was little and now that I’m big. But, darn if I don’t have a wildly impulsive nature. And it’s all I can do in this moment to not rush out the door in search of donuts!
Speaking of loving family, the latest episode of my Sketching Stuff podcast launched today and is dedicated to just that! Oh, and a few of you had asked me if you could hear me sing at some point. This episode called for a tiny bit of singing so there’s about 15-20 seconds of that hidden in there as well. If you’re curious, have a listen and leave me a comment! I hope you won’t be too disappointed. Things are often much better when we can just imagine them in our minds. Or, doodlewash them and salivate over the prospect of actually having a taste of a dream. Thanksgiving is coming early this year (in just two days!), which means we’ll be decorating for Christmas at the end of this week and my inner child is starting to go completely mad. Many of you who’ve been reading my blog know that this time of year is my favorite of all and I am beyond giddy with excitement for all of the fun things ahead! Every year, Philippe and I buy a couple of new ornaments to assault our already overburdened Christmas tree with and I can’t wait to add them. He told me that we already have too many to fit properly, but I told him we can just move the tree from the corner and into the center of the room instead. This is stupidly impractical, of course, but would indeed solve the issue.
What I adore about Philippe is that he’s the voice of reason. The “adult” in our relationship, though I’m a few years older. And yet, one couldn’t possibly live with me, if they didn’t have a healthy dose of inner child at play. As proof, he’s currently in the other room playing Pokémon: Let’s Go, Pikachu! on his Nintendo Switch while simultaneously watching a French news show. The game comes with a Poké Ball that you’re meant to “toss” in order to catch the little creatures. I’ve literally no idea how the game is played, but I adore watching him play it. It’s the silliest thing I’ve ever seen and makes me love him all the more. There’s little doubt that we’re a perfect match in those moments. And also, in this very moment, when I can hear him singing along with the game’s theme music, I’m further convinced. These are definitely the best bits that life has to offer. I can’t imagine a world without them. Being an adult is certainly important whenever the moment requires it, but when it doesn’t, I say we all say “screw it!” and let that inner child have some ridiculous fun. Whether it’s having a bit of actual play, or simply dreaming of donuts.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Opus (Vivid Pink), Benzimida Orange, Aureolin, Leaf Green, Terra Cotta and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Send me a note with a link to this post, and I’ll add it to my shop!