It's late and I am wondering why I am still awake and dreading the five a.m. wake up call. Even though waking up early is a nice thing to do for yourself.
I got a commission from a local eco-friendly pet supply called Green Dog for wholesale magnets and cards. I never knew there were so many different breeds of dogs, and all from a single wolf. So weird. Here are a few drawings I'm doing to get my mind and fingers in dog and cat mode.
And I am pretty much a dog person now. Since Zeus has come into my life I have learned to be a pack leader, let go of (ie empowered) Ezra a bit by encouraging him to defend his own peanut butter sandwich, quit smoking/started taking three walks a day, and finally understood what it means to be a follower and the needs of a follower.
Here is the devil himself.
I am deeply devoted to my child and now my dog, yet I still wonder if I was ever meant to interact with other living creatures and if I will ever figure out how to be at peace outside of my work. To live is to suffer, unless you're a dog.
This makes me salivate. Ready to go!