when the news of the day fills me with so much rage, guilt and despair, how can I keep believing and working toward that which heals and brings life and joy? hope is an act of will.
I actually wanted to do this one with colors (and may still get around to it) but was away from my studio all day with just sketchbook, pencil and pens. Imagine vibrant spring/algae green from the head, desert landscape, and a red/black mass in the being’s arms.
I’m not sure why herons and cattails crop up for me so often. They have a stillness, an alertness, a feeling of a time before there were humans mucking about on the planet…
Also, I just put some coloring page downloads in my Etsy shop – there’s a link on the “shop” tab, or use this here link to go see