My talented son rendered what was in my head without talking to me. For me, it symbolizes the chaos going on in my cabasa on any average day, but particularly lately.
I may not be thinking the same things he’s thinking, but the number of thoughts screaming for recognition inside my head is familiar to me.
Guess the acorn doesn’t fall far from the tree. Sorry, son. 😉
This week is the opposite of a planned clean computer generated image. Just drew and let it be what it was. The only computer interaction was scanning it.
Lori's World 