by the Wandering Crayon
Somewhere back in the middle of Twenty-Twenty, I wanted to add some doodle-time to my bedtime routine. (You know, pandemic art.) So I bought a sketchbook and a box of crayons at the grocery store. My creations were rather random at first. But I quickly gravitated toward drawing faces.
Lots of faces. Hundreds of pages of faces.
Back then, I worried that I drew faces because of the lockdown–like a marooned man, losing his grip, who drew faces on coconuts to keep him company. But I didn’t give them names (usually), and I took that as a good sign that I wasn’t crazy yet.
The faces seemed speak to some people, so I’ve put some on items for sale in the Artist’s Shop. Below are the faces currently available.