Another long day with too little sleep. At the end of it, I give you my halloween outfit, what I wanted to be when I was 4, a vallerina. Then I could dance and make everyone happy.
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.
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.