floating somewhere over Iowa
my Muse's thoughts
sought safe harbor in the point of my
trusty Pitt pen.
This drawing was the result.
I was so intent on keeping a steady, smooth hand
during the drawing process
that I did not even notice that people in my row,
on both sides of the aisle even,
were watching me draw.
Good thing I was oblivious
artfully adrift in my own little world.
USAir...Flight 1...Phoenix to Chicago...02.07.10...
then colored at "home" in Illinois.
Illustration Friday: "Adrift"
“Twenty years from now
you will be more disappointed by the things
that you didn’t do
than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.