I spend the entire morning in the studio before hearing something I think is a bird, pecking at the window.
The sound comes and goes. I look up several times, see nothing and return to my work. It’s rare but for whatever reason, I’m in a very quiet studio this morning, except for this occasional distraction.
Finally, I see it! A very LARGE WASP, perhaps trying to make its way out of the studio! it’s loud and it’s BIG!
Right then, Eddie calls.
There’s a huge wasp at the studio window, I say loudly. How do I get it out!
Calmly, he tells me to open the door.
It’s nowhere near the door! It’s by my drawing table! I can’t go open the window, it’s a ginormous wasp! It’s so big, it might be a hornet!
Again, with a continued ease, Go to the window, don’t look at it. Do what you have to do. Open the window, remove the screen and let it fly out. Close your eyes, if you have to.
I don’t believe what I am hearing. I can’t remove the screen! Don’t open my eyes! WTH!!
Long story short (hours later), I manage to open the window and watch the giant wasp exit. It takes its big ole, sort of cool-wasp-self, and flies out the now, unscreened window.
I haven’t worked insect anatomy in a good long while. I have a panel. Oh, why not!?
I lay in the usual area map that places the subject into the location where we meet. Though not exactly setting it into the right area this time, as I don’t want it to find its way back!
The work starts out dark and menacing. Once I organize and paint in the creature’s anatomy, the whole picture changes.
I don’t know how to feel about it. It doesn’t resemble what I saw or how I was feeling.
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