Another nostalgia-inducing scene (like the tree) from CYHMH. I love this shot even more now that we’ve finally seen it in it’s entirety (yay bromance!). I’ve covered the re-occurring imagery of trees and hands-over-ears so far…what’s next? Bean bags? Baseball gloves? Shoe microphones?
Thank goodness the close-up turned out because the landscape-y one just makes me angry at myself. I accidentally made the waterline extremely crooked, and then I thought the paint was dry and made a black smudge in the sky (in front of CDJ).
Thundie’s post about CDJ’s pasty skin cracked me up because the first time I had to paint his skin-tone I exclaimed to myself, “What the?? He’s Caucasian!” It really is ridiculous how white his skin is.
I’m going to force myself to take a CYHMH break for at least a couple days so I can get back to some other great shows. I HAD to do this today though, to commemorate our first CYHMH-less weekend.