We are back from India, where we were attending my brother-in-law’s wedding. Six days spent in a haze of enormous quantities of rich food, festive saris and jewelry, drinking, and much uncoordinated Bollywood dancing.
The weather there was awesome — cold and misty. I was wearing a mohair sweater, a heavy jacket and boots when I landed in Singapore and got hit by a wave of mind-numbing heat. Then I got into a cab and proceeded to strip.
I haven’t had time to draw anything.
I’m going to need a little time to feel sad/recoup.