rain

I think of rain and I think of a day in Paris in the Spring of 2004, when the sky turned green and this odd, ominous light came over everything. After the storm, the birds fly with abandon...

dance!

I had fun with this. I actually put together bits of some of my old illustrations and played with them in Photoshop to create something new. I am really fond of collage lately, so I broke out the old Victrola for her to dance by. Probably some Bossa Nova or old jazz records. Too bad she'll have to stop soon to crank it up again...