Re: Bitter Sweet
There is a defunct reservoir adjacent to my office complex, where I frequently walk to stretch, get some air, sanity... A week or so ago, during my walk, I snagged some branches from a bittersweet vine that was devouring some of the local vegetation.
This morning I sat and stared around my cubby, out the window, at the little cheesy glass vase (from the grocery store) I'd plunked the branches into. And I started to sketch between tasks.
This evening I took the scan of the sketch and turned it into a creditable Zen-feeling design. Execution sucks, as always, but I like the image. Hope you do, too.