#sketch

I'm not really a fashion designer. I just love clothes. I've never been to design school. I can't sketch. I can't cut patterns and things. I can shorten things. I can make a dress out of a scarf. ↗

— Kate Moss

#clothes #cut #design #designer #dress

I guess I considered myself just sort of a sketch comedian, you know? Actual screenwriting hadn't really occurred to me as a viable job - I didn't really know anything about it. ↗

— Thomas Lennon

#actual #anything #comedian #considered #guess

It's always so early in here, before the crossroads, before the irrevocable choices. Thank you for this life! Still I miss the alternatives. The sketches, all of them, want to become real. ↗

— Tomas Transtromer

#always #become #before #choices #crossroads

I carry a notebook full of sketches of pictures I want to take - they are really scruffy sketches, but at least I am going out there with a clear objective. ↗

— Nigel Dennis

#carry #clear #full #going #i

A good short-story writer has an instinct for sketching in just enough background to ground the specific story. ↗

— Lynn Abbey

#enough #good #ground #instinct #just

The original Dean Martin Comedy Hour handed me some hysterical sketches. I've got highlights on tons of these variety shows, given to me by their great writers. I'd love to be doing all that again. ↗

— Ruth Buzzi

#comedy #dean #dean martin #doing #given

I have a showroom where we experiment with twelve cakes. We develop sketches and ideas for cakes for the next season. We work with the top fashion designers to see what type of lace they are using or work with the top florist for us to be able to make various sugar roses or flowers. ↗

— Ron Ben-Israel

#cakes #designers #develop #experiment #fashion

Sometimes, I sit down to sketch at the unearthly hour of 3 in the morning! ↗

— Nafisa Joseph

#hour #i #morning #sit #sketch

I never travel without my sketch book. ↗

— Ian Wright

#i #never #sketch #travel #without

In the late afternoon, Lily approached Ian as he reclined on the couch sketching. “I’ve got something to ask you,” she said, the tiniest waver in her voice betraying her nervousness. Ian went on high alert and placed his pad and pencil on the coffee table. “What is it, sweetheart?” he managed to get out, keeping his voice even. Lily wrung her hands. “Okay. Now, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, okay? I promise I’ll understand if you say no. Really, I will.” His shoulders slumped in relief and he rescued her hands from each other before either was damaged. “Darlin’, you needn’t be afraid to ask. I would love for you to take me to bed and spend the rest of the day making wild, passionate love to me. Tonight and tomorrow too, if that would make you happy,” Ian assured her. Lily blinked and frowned uncertainly. “Umm…tempting as that sounds, no, that’s not it.” “Need an organ donated, then? I’ve got one in mind just for you.” “This is serious.” She giggled, thumping him on the chest. “Damn right it is. Do you have any idea how long it’s been since I’ve seen you naked?” he said, raising an eyebrow in challenge. “How the hell am I supposed to get better under these horrific conditions? I may end up in therapy yet. See, look, my eye’s already starting to twitch… ↗

— Shannon MacLeod

#celtic #irish #love #romance #sketching