Wired

I sometimes suspect that my brain is hard wired to think a certain way and I wonder what it would be like to be inside someone else’s head. Then again, as strange as mine may seem at times, it is home to me.

Blossom

Months ago I had a chat with a friend who talked about facing a new phase in her life and the sense of possibility she felt. I sketched this piece soon afterwards and it has been sitting in my "needs to be finished" stack ever since. I finally fished it out yesterday afternoon and finished it. The scan is slightly off with respect to the colors, but not much.

Solitary Solidarity

There has been another downpour of rain here, so I whiled away the morning finishing up this piece that I started yesterday. I was almost done with it and then I overworked the white on the thigh and damaged the paper a little. After so many hours of work, I was really aggravated. You cannot really tell unless you look at it closely, but of course, that is all I will think about when I look at it. On top of that, the expression on the face turned out sort of funky looking, but it has been worked enough as it is. Oh well, "bah humbug" is all I’ve got to say. 

Beacon

Okay, so this is a little weird, I admit it. At least I manage to entertain myself. What more can I ask of life?

I have not posted in a while, nor have I spent much time in the studio of late. But, I finally spent a few hours there this morning with this result. I guess it is reflective of how few words I’ve had to say for myself. It felt good to finally “speak.”