It seemed like an appropriate time to post this in light of a possible government shut down tomorrow. While our nation's leaders squabble like children in a play yard, military families will be going without pay. It's reprehensible.
But, instead of complaining about it, I'm choosing to use this political unrest as a concrete reminder of how important it is to meet people half way, to reach across the aisle, to find a middle path.
Here's the base; homework, a greeting from a dear friend, my fruit bouquet tag, a walmart reciept, a bit of a letter from my mom and a piece of a book jacket Brayden picked up for me at the library sale as he knows how much I love skulls... just the sort of meaningful flotsam that collects on flat surfaces:
I'm really in love with making art with these bits and pieces of my life. It feels infinitely more personal then buying the latest release from a trendy paper company (not that I don't like that too).
One of the best bits on this piece is how the sun is peeking out above the Eiffel Tower (normal enough) but it's also behind the suited skeletal drones. This sort of thing never fails to amuse me.