
happy duck of spring comes to bring you flowers
no new pictures, just updating older ones that have changed since they were originally posted.
This one might be done. At any rate, it’s off its board.
Apologies for the below; I was working on trying to catch the aura of irritation and petty evil, stirring the pot to incite anger and violence. Another kind of carrion beast, but one with no honor. The teeth version is how it looks now, and I’m ready to put it where I don’t have to look at it any more.
Wind, water, sun, and sand. And if we all fall away, I believe you will stay.
Thanks to the Heartwood Trio for those words and the melody that carries them.
I had a delicious and very busy time away, and did indeed allow myself to forgo the daily art practice. But I stored away so many feelings and memories, they may emerge in art in the days to come.