A birthday card I made for my father, who likes birds (watercolour, pastel and ink).
A comment from a fellow blogger, and an email from a friend, made me think I should say that I’m ok. I draw from what I see around me – and feel, too – but this one is about the people on my block who seem to be hurting more than usual, who’ve had their share of disappointment and hardship, and who are especially vulnerable as the days grow darker and colder.
I wanted to draw a body on the ground but couldn’t get the foreshortening and perspective right so he looks like he’s in the early stages of becoming a walking zombie – on tiptoes. I do struggle with this stuff, but sometimes it’s also pretty entertaining.