It was twenty degrees last night. She had to stop drawing because her hands were suddenly numb. She was thinking about coyotes, they were close by last night, with high pitch howls, maybe three of them together, crying out into the night. Objects are starting to come out of her drawing. Most of her pieces evolve in this way.
2 comments:
ooooh, the coyotes! they were LOUD last night.
wow, this drawing is beautiful.
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