scary little guy, isn't he?
or maybe he's just tired...
but he loves his plaid pants...
and i love this message.
the snow in the window yesterday morning...
a quick little sketch i did after watching a film
about Banksy, the internationally famous British street artist.
Things just seem awfully fucked up to me sometimes.
You can go to jail for painting something on a brick wall,
but bombing innocent people is ok.
i just don't get it.
surprise! i have been painting...
this is a sneak peek at what i worked on yesterday.
I'll be posting about it as soon as it's done.
Probably this weekend.
and this man... Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy, aka Leo Tolstoy,
a Russian writer known best for his book, WAR AND PEACE.
about his life and death, but mostly,
about his tumultuous relationship with his wife
and how her resentment eventually led him to want to escape.
So in October 1910, with his daughter,
he boarded a train with the intention of going on a pilgrimage...
but he never made it.
He died on November 20, 1910, at the train depot in Astapovo.
When he wrote, he wrote about freedom and peace and philosophy
and yet, he lived in turmoil.
He lived a life that seemed opposite to peace.
His part was played by a Canadian in this film...
Christopher Plummer (who i thought was great).
sorry about jumping all over the place with this post,
but that's kind of how things have been around here lately...
happy weekend, everyone!