I drew this a really long time ago. It became the cover to a Christmas card for the company I worked for at the time. I never looked at a picture, it developed out of a dark mark by one of the eyes and sorta spiraled out from there. The weird part is that I always look at, what I like to call, "resource images" to get things right--whatever "right" is in art. But there have been a few times where there is little effort need, as if the piece already existed and all you have to do is wave some sort of media in it's general direction, then POOF, it is right there.
Life feels like that when I pray a lot, things move and flow and open with ease. I don't always pray--more now than ever before in my life, but it is easier now, too. I've found God to be reliable and friendly and excited to be with me, I couldn't have said that a few years ago.
But my prayers are funny now to, short and curt, often. Things like, "well, if that is gonna happen, make it happen--I'm done." And I rather think God enjoys that, he knows my heart of hearts anyway--why pretend he doesn't?
