Singing, remembering, celebrating with friends and members of my pagan community around Margot Adler’s memorial service in NYC. Dinner at a new Georgian restaurant in Greenwich Village, this small town mouse traipsing through streets so alive in the festival atmosphere of trick-or-treat and preparations for the parade. Home about 3am, here’s a fast visual representation of the psychic spillage of my day.

boneyard dancing

they keep getting messier.

nestling

twining

it’s an insect princess

My scanner isn’t reproducing colors very well. It’s been a workhorse for quite a long time.
Anyway, this was a long day during which I was getting progressively more under the weather. So the drawing is a quick one, a loop of barbed wire I kept seeing in my mind.

more scribbly bits
I have no idea where these ones are trying to go

oh dear. she’s drawing princesses again.