|11/8/16 Winsor Newton watercolor marker, colored pencil, ink|
Today is Tuesday, Nov. 8, 2016. By the end of this day, the fate of our country for the next four years will be decided. I think I’ve voted in 10 presidential elections by now, and I’ve never been more concerned about the outcome, nor has an election year been more tiresome. Whatever the results, I will be so relieved that it’s over.
Today, on the eighth of November, it’s also 69 degrees and sunny – pretty much unheard of in these parts. Instead of biting my nails as I watch the news, I went to Gas Works Park. Soaking up this unseasonal, unexpected treat, I felt grateful for small comforts.
|11/8/16 brush pens, colored pencil|