Ten O’clock Sunday Morning
watercolor and Pigma ink on paper, 9″ H x 6″ W
I generally spend the first half hour or so of each day with one of my many sketchbooks. One Sunday morning, I was contemplating that I really did not want to get up and shave my legs to wear the skirt required for an event I needed to attend which led to 10 O’clock Sunday Morning. Social norms and the way we are compelled to represent ourselves externally versus the way we feel internally are a constant source of quandary for me and are often explored and/or mocked in my work.