It’s A Secret

I’ve been working, really. I’ve got a couple of honest, professional gigs done that I can’t post yet, and other things too unfinished to put up. But this – my contribution to the artistic secret santa organized by Craig – well, I just can’t sit on it any longer. It’s hours away from Christmas eve, the person it’s for probably doesn’t even read this journal, and besides, if the intended recipient hasn’t got it by now, Canada Post sucks and I hate it.

Haven’t done a full-on watercolour in ages, and it was actually quite fun, although I wish I’d had just a little more time. I’d forgotten how hard it is to make things right without an undo button. Okay, so there’s a little digital manipulation in the posted version, but that’s mostly because by the time I realized how bad the scan was, it was already in the mail.

Also, I just realized that anybody visiting this blog for the first time might see the header, see this, and assume that I specialize in bored, irritated chicks.