Well, I had to take a little break there for a “real” work project. At the end of last year I decided to return to book editing (my profession from The Time Before I Had Kids) on a part-time, freelance basis. Being a freelancer gives me a lot of flexibility, and I often have a good bit of time off between projects, but every so often I have to put the creative stuff aside and buckle down for a serious chunk of time, and this was one of those times. While I’m regrouping, I thought I’d share this drawing that my almost-seven-year-old made. I have to admit that I’m a little bit jealous of this one. As in, I wish I’d drawn it myself. I think it’s really great.
Last week I posted this drawing on Facebook, with the observation that I hadn’t really planned to draw it, it had just come out. That doesn’t happen too often with me, but it was nice to be drawing just for the enjoyment of it, and I don’t mind what came of it. Then, while watching the Olympics one evening, I added some watercolors, and here you have it.
A friend suggested I may be longing for spring, and given that the snow is so high that it’s beginning to take some real effort to shovel the new layer up to the top of the piles, she may very well be right.
(On a side note, isn’t it interesting how the camera angle changed the look of the drawing? The girl is much more elongated in the first version, and the viewer’s perspective changes.)
On Wednesday we hunkered down in preparation for our biggest snowstorm yet, and while most people were rushing to the store for bread and milk, I made sure I got to the craft store for supplies. That’s totally a pre-snow priority, right? One of the projects I worked on (while a foot or so of snow fell) was fulfilling a request for some more fox stuffies. I’ve put one of them, backed in soft, green corduroy, in the shop.