Saying goodbye

I painted a 6-panel painting in college. I took my two favorite panels and decided to doodle over them. I LOVE the result:

Close-up:
One panel:
The other panel:
Together:
As is my M.O., when I make something, I keep it for awhile and then decide it needs to find a new home. I don't hold onto things forever. I may have hoarding tendencies but I definitely feel the need to purge every now and then.

Sometimes things go to the trash, sometimes they get re-purposed (like these), and sometimes, very seldom, they are passed on to someone else. It's a seldom occurrence- not because I'm stingy but because I don't always assume that someone could find a place on their walls for a 4' x 6' manifestation of the inner workings of my mind.

This one goes to a friend who happens to love the inner workings of my mind.

For the grown-ups... kinda

My husband is a nerd. I don't say that judgmentally... usually I'm right there with him. I'm pretty sure that being raised with the brothers I have prepared me to be married to such a man. I know more about dragons and wizards and Lord of the Rings than any girl has a right to, but I enjoy it and such is my life.

For Christmas I made him and some friends some shirts:

If you understand the shirts, then you're in good company. :)

My husband's family is Hawaiian and these were a few Christmas presents for them:

Isn't the joy of Christmas just written on my brother-in-law's face? Eh, it's hard to get an 18 year old enthusiastic about much.