But then I don’t have to be anywhere until Saturday.
First of a few related pieces. It’s small–the paper is only 4×6. Black colored pencil.
In class exercise, drawn with my non dominant hand.
And by this I mean I won the dispute with that cat about whether it was her bed or my coat.
I made this after finishing Artful Grief. I’ve called it “when the heart is broken, love pours out.”
You can tell because there are four pairs of “out” shoes in the floor.