Day one hundred and seventy-two: The broken bust in yesterday’s sketch gave me an idea for a megalithic stone hand, broken at the wrist. Tonight I sketched my own hand and its shadow in grayscale, and by chance it ended up stretched across a blank square. I went with it, colored in the square and the background, and found the hand appeared to float before a two-dimensional plane. My original idea included a tiny bird to give the hand scale, so on another whim, I made tiny sketches of my birds, Helo and Caprica. It’s sort of a surreal self portrait. It was fun to make, and I love it. Of course, I often say my favorite sketch is the most recent. 😉
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