Happy Halloween!
Ok, so it is still a couple of weeks away, but I have been seeing a lot of Halloween/spooky art on my Instagram feed lately, and it inspired me. I cranked out this little witch over the last week, and was pretty pleased with the result!
I’m not much for things that are overly scary or gory, so this little witch clocking some practice hours on her broomstick is right up my alley for some holiday art! I have an idea for a trio of images that are werewolf based, but I am still in sketching mode for that. Werewolf anatomy is escaping me, and you can’t exactly look that up easily. There are so many different takes on what a werewolf would really look like! Hair covered? Mostly fleshy? Lanky and skeletal? Muscular and hulking? I’m leaning towards hair covered and bipedal, but pretty middle-of-the-road as far as body build. Hopefully I’ll come up with something I’m happy with soon so I can move forward with the rest!
In non-art news, I got to go to the Ohio Renaissance Festival yesterday with my hubby! My mother-in-law kept our kids for a few hours so we could go and wander the shows and shops without wrangling small people. We had a great time, split a turkey leg, and bought some stuff. I added to my Moroccan-style lantern collection (just starting, so now I have 3). We also celebrated hubby’s birthday this weekend, so we spent the whole weekend with my in-laws and had delicious food and cake. Good times were had by all!
Have a great week, everyone!
For some reason, though, thirty has become increasingly intimidating. It’s like taking a ramp with a sled. Approaching the ramp is fun and exciting, but it’s that last little stretch where the ramp actually starts and you are about to leave the earth when your brain starts sending out alarms. These last two years of my twenties are like that ramp, lifting me off into full-blown adulthood. Not that I don’t think I’m an adult now, but I feel that there’s greater pressure associated with being in your thirties. When I hear that someone is “in their twenties,” I usually picture someone young, maybe inexperienced, finding their way into adulthood. Mistakes happen because you’re still learning and that’s ok! If someone is successful, it’s impressive because “they’re only in their twenties!” “In their 30’s,” on the other hand, brings to my mind images of established professionals, confident in themselves and their careers, managing households and enjoying life like they have themselves together. The bulk of my children’s childhood memories will be while I’m in my 30’s, and I want to be remembered as that strong, confident, organized person enjoying life that I picture in my head.
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