Tulips Again

Sketch a day - Day 103/365

What am I thinking about?

I am thinking, will this damn sketch, thrown down at a million miles an hour, ever dry?

Will my drawing ever improve if I am always doing these sketches in a - OMG throw it down on the page - kind of way?

Or, maybe I am just the type of person who throws things down on a page?

Maybe this is who I am?

Who knows?

I suppose I will find out soon enough. If I keep going.

Meanwhile, my obsession with the tulips in the garden continue.

They have reached the blowsy moment where they throw caution to the wind and let everything hang out.

This is the moment they are their most beautiful.

When they show their surprising streaks of red and their sexy stamen.

So hot.

Go tulips!

The pollinators will not be able to resist you.

But also, this is the moment just before it's all over.

Pretty soon they will be done for the year.

It's later than we think.

I think the tulips know this.

Life has to be grabbed and loved.

Be more tulip.

That's what I have been thinking today.

In amongst the playwriting.

Grappling with characters who don't want to be told.

Who does?

Not me, that's for sure.

And that’s the news.