It's been months since I last drew, and I'm nervous.
I've always wanted to witness a lantern festival. How gorgeous it must be. I drew these children and made their clothes very plain, because I didn't want to detract from the lanterns themselves. But now that I look at it...
Do they look like little prison children to you?
Quite coincidentally, my daughter and I were discussing lemmings this week and how they were driven off a cliff in the 1950s because it made for entertaining television. If only they had lanterns, then they could have floated away, far out over the ocean and then...oh, that wouldn't have been great either. Never mind.
I went to dinner a few weeks ago at a beautiful restaurant at the top of the hill with a commanding view of the Pacific ocean. There was a mass of miniature rowboats tacked up on the wall, and I thought, 'Wow, that's really neat. I wonder where they are floating to, all going upward like that.'
Oh, look, there's another dead fish in my drawing. Why the preoccupation with dead fish, I wonder? I blame Ted Blackman.
I'm closing up shop for a few months to work on a project and spend time with family and friends. Have a wonderful summer (or winter)! See you later, alligator!