o n e . h u n d r e d

I've decided to set out a little project for myself, involving the creation of one hundred ladies over the course of one hundred days.

The idea popped into my head on Friday night while I was caught up in live music.

Josh and I went to see a classical concert (some Tchaikovsky and others). After about an hour, there was a flurry of extra long applause with a standing ovation, the musicians went backstage and coming back out, and there was what seemed to be an encore. The lights came up and the audience filed out. I turned to Josh as we walked down the stairs; was that it...it seemed kind of short? We made our way to the lobby and were out the door when we realized that no one else was leaving; the rest of the crowd was lingering around, getting drinks and chatting. It finally sunk it that we has mistaken intermission for the end of the show. Oops.

a r r o w s

Ladies in armour, battle ready. I'm fascinated by the shapes and concepts of protection and bravery, of courage and strength.

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Ink on paper. 

s k e t c h y

No matter where I go, I always keep a couple of notebooks in my purse (one for sketching and one for writing). I've always been a sketching fiend; I absentmindedly doodle the faces and forms of ladies, jot down colour combinations and plan out projects. I have to admit that my memory can be a bit fuzzy at times, so it's beyond satisfying to be able to look back at sketches and know exactly what I was so excited about at any given time. Lately, my sketches have been all about the ladies; maybe it's time to challenge myself to branch out a little?