After wasting a day watching Al Gor and Newt Gringrich argue about global warming on C-Span, I felt that the only thing that would give me some satsifaction about having done so would be to see each of them die from the very things they were arguing for. I decided a fitting end to Gor's endless rambling about the melting ice caps would be to be eaten by a polar bear and Gingrich's demise would have to be the result of choking on the fumes from industrial expansion. The face I drew in the sun is that of my doctor, who I've been promising to draw for quite some time. I told him this was just a warm-up for his drawing. His only comment was this was the best drawing I've done yet.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Drunk at the Job Fair
After quitting her job, a friend of mine told me she was going to a job fair to seek other employment opportunities. I suggested she go to the event drunk as a skunk, staggering from booth to booth and creating a scene. This drawing is pretty much what I envisioned, though sadly I learned later that she decided not to follow my advice and as a result her experience was not as entertaining as what I'd pictured.
Evening Rounds
In the wee hours of the night, drifting in and out of sleep on a tide of pain medication, I happened to spy a nurse quietly updating the computer. She used a flashlight to avoid turning on the overhead lights and waking me, taking care to tap softly at the keys while basking in the soft glow of the monitor. It wasn't the most dramatic image, but it stuck in my mind so I drew it the next morning. The smudges around the edges are blood from me unwittingly dislodging my IV while moving around to draw. IV placement is an important consideration for me when I go to the hospital and I often have arguments with the ER nurses about optimal locations that won't interfere with my drawing.
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