Oh, the wailing and gnashing of teeth that went on before this gem was written! My son, who is 15 and a sophomore in high school, had an assignment to write a sonnet. He was not pleased. We wrangled about it a bit - why do I have to write one? They're stupid! I CAN'T! You get the idea. So our words of encouragement were something along the lines of have fun with it. He didn't believe it could be done, until he did it!
Right on, son! Write on!
I've been trying to keep the paintbrushes moving this year. I still have a hard time with my day-job interfering with my painting, though. Someday I'll retire and devote my efforts into a more focused body of work.
Many of these - most of these - are sketches. Just very quick pieces that are fun to do and also keep me in touch with the brush. I've found that if I don't paint or draw or doodle for long stretches of time (I'm talking like a week or two), then I get a bit grumpy. My family has graciously allowed me space to doodle. They're awesome that way.
Ever so truly yours,
Ana lives in a desert in the Big Horn Basin of Wyoming with her husband, a ginger-headed daughter, a son, and stinky dog Ana loves creating stuff and sharing her creations. Alas, she's not so great at writing in third person. Ah, well...