This is one of my favorite drawings because it’s a convergence of all my personal symbols and obsessions about the fragility of existence. The weather report text rides endless rhythmic waves through a blizzardy landscape filled with fragile house ornaments dangling on dormant winter trees.
We’re tiny mammals that still manage to have a huge impact–nature rules us as we also inflict perhaps irreparable harm. We’re always both delicate and resilient, perpetrator and victim. A lot of back and forth and in and out but really it’s all poignancy for me.