I drew a mer-man whose arms turn into grapevines. This is because i had a half-drawn merman and did not know what to do when my good ol’ friend Ruth came along and said, “draw a grapevine.” The way she said it was very omniscient-sounding and calm and solid in its ideological confidence. I find her a sparkling inspiration and a muse. Can only man artists have muses?
I’ve decided to add a bit more writing to this blog because I was thinking about blogs I find interesting. They all had bits of writing and opinion, or at least the recounting of memories. And my blog doesn’t! So I hope this bit of thought kept you interested for a bit longer.