g i r l . t w e l v e

One hundred girls/days, day twelve. Pen on paper.

g i r l . n i n e

One hundred girls/days: number nine. First full body lady. Ink and brush/pen on paper. I love the way that ink smells, so soothing.

g i r l . s i x

One hundred girls in one hundred days, day six. Ink and brush on paper (I'm in the zone).

p r o c e s s

Another process photo from the other night (recognize the squiggles?). This reminds me of the kinds of projects that we were forced to do in early art classes: paint a gradient. I was always pretty indignant about this; I might seem like a meek girl, but I'm stubborn and hate being told what to do. I always thought that I knew better, that I was better than gradients.

It's funny how the things that we fight against as children are usually thing things that we grow up to embrace on our own (vegetables, taking naps, painting gradients). When I have kids of my own, I'll bore them to death with stories like this.

g i r l . f o u r

One hundred girls in one hundred days, number four! Ink and brush on paper.

g i r l . t h r e e

One hundred girls, day three: ink on paper.

g i r l . o n e

One hundred girls in one hundred days begins: day one. Ink & brush on paper.