Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My mother fell and broke her hip two nights ago. She was going to have surgery today, but the cardiologist has some concerns and they're doing more tests. She's almost 95. When I spoke to her last night in her hospital room she was quite lucid about the surgery and not particularly bothered, but all agitated about the labor problems in the basement, convinced that she needed to take a stand on things. She doesn't take well to anesthesia.
My 17 year old niece is also in the hospital, in Chicago with a horrible disease. We are pretty stressed around here.
I drew this in my sketchbook a while back. Right now I'm playing with Flash a bit, and can't help noticing how much better the line quality is with an actual pen as compared to any kind of software.