So here is a new drawing I have been working on. Yes, it is flowers. Since I have been seeing a lot of them lately, all over the place (especially when it is cold and stark you can't help to notice these bright gems everywhere). I wanted to start something fresh and new to me, get myself removed from being so personal about my work. I am not ashamed to say I wanted to do something completely mindess. Just keep my hands busy. But as things go, I started getting attached to these dying flowers...breathing my own life into them. I guess I couldn't leave the flowers be so beautiful, so I am sort of making them eat each other up and get mad and sad at each other. As I was working on some images, I started realizing that as they decayed, each flower in a bunch sort of gets its own personality. Some sad, some understanding and some just look like monsters. It is kind of like as they are dying and wilting, the real personality of the flower bubbles to the surface as it is gasping for one last breath. This is one drawing, photographed several times, but I am working on more. The images may not be the most decipherable, but maybe you get the idea. I tried to take some pictures, but ran out of batteries, took them upside down and I got my hand in the way a little. More to come I think...