it’s late, I’m tired, and cranky about not getting any studio time today.
as the snow sets in I turn my eye toward carnival
keep the wind at your back and the sun in your jacket
I started the day with facebook posts about panic attacks, and ended it with this quick image falling out of my brush—bookends?
Yesterday while drawing I was tired and grumpy. A friend remarked on all the ‘mean and sad faces’.
Today I determined not to let the drawing know that I was cross.
So here’s a face already sleeping in the moon and having dreams of dawn.
sleeping in the full moon