there are days when i get really restless, then the only way to calm myself is to -do- something. about a year back it would probably have been sketching, but these days i seem to lack sufficient inspiration for that. last night after i got back, i just -had- to do something and this is the result. had taken about a dozen shots but scrapped most of them. this is one of three i thought i could keep.
when you have come to the edge of all light that you know, and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.