Okay. I have been informed by friends who know me that my new blog Ces and Her Dishes Part II is totally uncharacteristic of me. They know me as a happy person with a positive outlook and a contagious love for life. Now they don't know how to react to my blog. I told them to just admire the illustrations but they are not taking it. They looked very sad and very concerned and they were frowning.
To all my friends: I am having fun writing about Isabella. Maybe I was a closet melancholic and decided to come out, maybe I just love drawing in black and white. Someone I love suggested that I should draw Isabella catching the biggest bass and the most number of fish in a tournament held against three men several years ago. I could do that too. Still my friends want color. I am considering these suggestions. In the meantine,
Ballpoint Pen on Moleskine Ruled Notebook
Isabella decided to stay in the new place. She told herself it was only temporary. She lived with her best friend Elizabeth and another woman named Joy. She met many other women who were very kind and wonderful to her. In no time she had many friends. The women loved to dote on her because she was the youngest...and they were curious to meet the young woman who made waves on the first day of her job! Isabella was fun to be with and was very funny. She got invited to all the dinners and parties. The women invited her to go with them wherever they went. They treated her like a younger sister and she in turn treated them like her older sisters. There were so many parties to attend and places to visit. She was absorbing life in many angles, opening her vision and her mind. She even found the strange and scary place rather quaint.
One day within a month and a half after she arrived in the place, Isabella donned her fedora and fall coat. A block from where she lived, she walked to the bank in the corner of Grand and Market streets.
Something happened and it affected her for the rest of her life.