Lately I feel like my life is a swirling tide.
A lot of changes going on here in the house,
combining the content of two rooms into one,
making a bedroom for the Frankles.
Taking care of issues for my mother,
trying to figure out how to get out of town for a few days,
making plans for our big trip to Newfoundland
in two months,
just a lot needing to be done.
And I'm tired.
At night, I sit on my chaise and draw.
Lately I've been re-watching the re-runs of M*A*S*H.
That whole team was so funny!
And even though I've seen the shows over and over
throughout the years,
I still laugh. Sometimes laugh really hard.
Then I recall that my dad fought in the 'Korean Conflict.'
Never understood why he called it that,
but they call it that in the show, too.
And I see the conditions he fought under,
and I thank God that he was never wounded.
(Although the patients at the 4077 have a 97.8%
chance of survival once they reach the M*A*S*H unit.
Learned that last night.)
And since Hawkeye wasn't really in Korea,
I'm thankful Dad was safe.
So with this piece, I used my Stillman & Birn Zeta Series sketchbook
and just started by placing random black circles in a big wad -
central of the paper.
Then I start connecting them with 4 swirling lines.
Next came the black and white contrasting fill-in sections.
Then the printemps and the flux . . .
. . . then the Prismacolor pencils.
They give some really nice colors, go down smoothly,
and blend really well.