Melancholy Flying Girl, or Poor Lonely Alice Misses Her Dinah
Golden Fluid Acrylic and Prismacolor Watercolor Pencil on vintage Alice in Wonderland page
Oh I was busy busy today. Frantic with stuffety stuff to do and too much coffee. I am only one writing session away from winning nanowrimo this year, although a week or two away from finishing the book, if I keep up with this pace. Thanksgiving is on Thursday along with the plans and cooking and cleaning and shopping that go along with it. I'm thinking about Christmas coming, and about New York.
When I finished my morning work and the girl settled into her nap and the afternoon slowly passed, I realized I had no post for today. And no painting, either.
I said to the boy, "shall I just pick a book page and go from there?"
I think the boy was watching Little Bear, so didn't do much answering, but my self thought it was a good idea. I opened my old Alice in Wonderland and this is the page I landed on. Poor Alice, lonely for her cat, the best cat in the world, whom no one in this strange land seems to understand. I guess it's hard to be on these journeys sometimes, as you are away from loved and familiar people, friends, and surroundings.
Oh well. There's no way but to go through these strange wonderlands, and see who you are when you come out the otherside.