Sometimes it's the shitty photos that can inspire me.
Anyway, I've just been hangin'. Stewing. Being pissed off. Big Spring moons bring out the bitch in me.
Left, where I left off, right a digital sketch. But then I reduced the size of the eye thing which I really like because it is built from nine. The Eye of Nine could be a new symbol.
Another shitty photo. Seems my own confusion is bleeding through these days. Deb's (resource page) sketchy thread here really feels like layers of old paint around the window frame.
Where it's at now. Having just named it NOT JUST HOME.