Inktober day 31, the last day. I don’t remember the prompt.
here’s a weird Halloweeny unicorn to celebrate.
Inktober day 30: Catch.
I really do miss my colors, but I really didn’t cheat, these colors are all ink.
May we all honor and mourn the life of the fish even as we enjoy eating it for dinner, deep fried, with chips. We may equally mourn the life of the potatoes, and all the other green ones who die with the frost, leaving roots and seeds to bring the next generation when the cold passes.
on my way to work a cat tore across the street just in front of me, skidded to try and stop before it ran into the car coming the other way, got its front paws on the side of the car so it didn’t go under the wheels, then barreled the rest of the way across the road. I couldn’t tell if and how badly it had been hurt, but that stuck with me all day and came back up when I saw the Inktober prompt for today was “Injured”
Inktober day 25
I don’t know what the official prompt was; I didn’t even get time to go into my studio. Instead went to a Drag Cabaret hosted by my friend Lily DeValley, in charming Bellows Falls VT. Hence, a page of bar doodles including cocktail suggestions and recipes, memories and dreams of people, and DJ Xero as a Halloween witch, all floating around me.