When I was a teen, my grandfather had alzheimers, a failing heart, and half of one lung. He was covered with scars and sometimes muttered at walls.
I was asked to keep an eye on him, briefly, one afternoon, while my grandmother did something else. While I was alone with him, he looked at an empty space right next to me, and whispered: "Mom? Dad? Is that you?"
With the exception of getting hit by a car, that was the most terrifying moment of my life.
One thing I love about natural objects is how they often remind me of handmade objects. Like these acorns--the caps look just knit caps. So I scanned in a handful and used them as the basis for this sketch.
Doodling is what I do. It's a way to make visible the randomness that's in my head - just drawing out a concept right when it comes to mind and scribbling on whatever I can find.
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped when you get to the promise land
You're gonna shake that eye's hand - modest mouse
I was on break at work and was inspired by the song playing on the radio “Chandelier “ by the multi- talented Artist, Sia. Her powerful voice is one which usually gets my attention wherever I happen to be. Enjoy
sorry for the poor quality, i had to make the image bigger // i made the hand too small r i p // i've been watching her videos for like a year and a half, and oh my gOD she's improved so much, i'm proud of her // subscribe to her too, plz x
