Sometimes, my life seems so trivial. That last post about the Muslims and Christians in Egypt gets me. And so does the attention from the Tumblrs on the story, because I think it does something to us. Strips away the fluff and shows us meaning. And life and sacrifice. And beauty and truth. And faith.
Get ready. Sharp corner here…
Sketch prompt #38: Stuck. A portion of the cover of my Christmas-gift, Uppercase Magazine, sitting on my lap tonight. Sometimes when I feel “stuck,” reading stories about other people and their work gets be going again.
Sketch prompt #39: Care. My son headed back to day”care” after the holidays (walking down the long hallway of hooks to hang up his coat and new frog backpack, ribbit-ribbit). My two youngest go to daycare a few days a week so I can work… gives me come good grownup time and they get to do some socializing. :)
Sketch prompt #40: Lost. I’m not sure how to explain this one. I drew it from a photo I tried to take backwards of my husband’s family walking behind me as we entered the Cincinnati Zoo over Christmas. It was definitely a botched snapshot (all grainy and weird and even got ME in it in the front there). I guess something about it just feels like “lost” to me… so I drew it!
Sketch prompt #41: Float. Andy thinks he would like to spend his days floating on a sailboat in the ocean when he is old.
Back to what I said at the beginning, the article also said:
The Muslims organized under the slogan “We either live together, or we die together,” inspired by Mohamed El-Sawy, an Egyptian artist […]
Stuck. Care. Lost. Float. All great words to describe the way my heart feels sometimes.
