Aunt Bee and I were talking about dreams. Her favorite dreams are about flying. She has them from time to time and when she does, every time, she wakes up in a good mood. I have only had two dreams about flying myself.
In the first of the two dreams I had I flew pretty much where I wanted to go. Like Superman. The ease and power were the things that impressed me the most about that dream.
In the second dream I taught myself to fly. I just flew by hunching my shoulders and thinking a certain way.
By the end of the dream I was teaching a group of people how to fly, too. We were flying through downtown Salem for some inexplicaple reason.
The thing that I dream about the most is fishing. I dream this a lot. It's always a different trip, sometimes in the same place. Mostly in different places, though. And for different species, too. I don't know why this is, but I find these dreams most pleasant. Like Aunt Bee and her flying dreams.
One of my nieces is expecting.... soon! Saturday was her baby shower so Aunt Bee told me to make a personal card for them. Aunt Bee said her niece was pleased with it.
This is a decal I made for a paddle that belongs to a friend. She is in a dragon boat paddling team. I am not sure how well it will last, but it looks pretty good. I printed out the decal on vinyl sign sticker paper and laminated it.
First up, portait in pencil from an old photo. Not too much to say about this one.
Second, a cartoon about a hangover I got. I am obviously not much of a drinker. My wife, Aunt Bee, went on a retreat for the weekend with the Guidedog Users group and I had (only) two drinks.
So, I have been in a drawing slump lately. I haven't had any clear visions of what I should draw. And then the other day I was listening to music. I heard "Tears of a Clown" by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles. How inspirational. The words and music are so cleaver.
I remember listening to this song when it came out, I was I think 16 or so. I was thinking who