i drew this for my son. next, he wants me to draw him one with sparrow wings. that sounds so cool. i would like to water color that as well. or use my sepia ink….
i’ve read more of amanda palmer’s the art of asking…but it keeps depressing me & making me cry. i feel like i will never be able to connect with people. i can’t connect with my own fucking life partner after all, how am i ever going to connect with strangers?
my life is in the toilet. and my new apartment has an electric stove–no chance for sylvia plath fantasies. so i doodle on.