tis the season

to do something new.....i spent most of august in Norway, alot of it in Stavanger on the fjord where my mother grew up.....every evening the swallows would fly swooping up and over the lawn and back into the trees. it was beautiful and haunting ....a homecoming for them, for my mother (who i went with) and even for myself and my kids.

i have always loved the swallow, loved that it comes back each year to it's home. i moved so much as a kid this holds a lot of resonance for me.

here is a rough sketch of a new piece, a flying swallow. a bit of a sailor jerry influence at this point (i do have a sailor jerry tatoo) we will just have to see where this all evolves too!