After the Saturday concert (the group I played Oboe for), I way over glutened with the cookie reception. I payed for it (see my funny blog from a few days ago) & was hurting fierce. I tried a new to me medicine & it actually made matters worse. Insta inflammation. I won’t do that again.
By yesterday I was miserable & taking it out on everyone. I fell in the hole hard. Nathan didn’t realize what was happening til it was too late & I’d sent a bad text to someone else. Well damn, hope they forgive me.
I didn’t realize until this morning, and I’ve spent all day attempting to return to normal. I’m maybe 80% there.
Of my efforts today. Detox & drawing were the most time consuming, though I did the drawing mostly from the swing- basking in the sun naked. It brought me the most piece of mind of all my efforts.
I still have swollen feet and achy joints, but my mood is greatly improved.
So here’s the drawing start to finish.
The paper:
Initial sketch:
Starting to fill in:
Some blending:
Adding more details:
Done:
Hint: the 2 white characters superimposed on the domes are Telugu script. A sigil if you will.
My Hands Are God 