Having painted over fifty caricatures in January for Obits for Fun, I continue doing watercolor people. This one is Paseo. It means "walk" in Spanish. I have struggled with sketching and drawing. Newsflash...The more one does, the easier it gets. Who knew? I love these little paintings.
The year she stopped eating and working and talking, she devolved, draping cloth over mirrors, not brushing her teeth. She went from Emily Dickinson to Sylvia Plath to Anne Sexton, reading their work over and over, copying their words. A day came. She reached for a pencil... cracked egg, hot griddle. Her first poem filled two pages. She now eats oatmeal and wanton soup from the Chinese restaurant.