Thursdaily

[ellenmillion]

Monday is the darkest day of the year, and I can't figure out how it could be any darker than today. It's straight-up noon right now, and a blue, blue haze of dimness is over everything. There might be sun, somewhere at the horizon, above the snow clouds. Maybe. I'm beginning to think that the sun is a lie. Just a fiction we tell ourselves to get through the night.

I'm not that crazy yet. Just getting there.

Work is making me work today. But I got to work-not-work yesterday and do artwork:



My brain is making me do more work on the Torn World site. It will be worth it, I keep telling myself. It will be AWESOME and perfect.

(If not, I may cry.)

Comments

[toeknuckles.livejournal.com]

Holy hell Ellen, that sun situation sounds really rough! Currently we have an over-abundance of it (I accidentally got a TAN!)...wish I could catch some in a jar and post it on up to you!

Hang in there. We'll be finished with the sun before you know it, and we'll send it back your way again. ;-)

[millennialhippy.livejournal.com]

Love that. =)

[pixiewildflower.livejournal.com]

Great sketch dear!

[metasilk.livejournal.com]

The sketch is delightful. It seem to me that in the past year or two you have really moved forward with something in your art. Humor, precision, intensity, maybe some combination of them.

I feel like I'm not celebrating the longest night/shortest day enough (again). I plead sufficiency of distractions.