HeadBees
So, they day I start my Art 365 project, the weather traps me at work  in a room saturated with the voices of football analysts praising  Michael Vick and a bunch of scary people who, based on living their  lives in fear rather than hope, are clearly pro-religion rather than  religious. So I entered my internal world of head bees and looked out  the window.
Thus piece number 1 of 365, “Freezing Rain”:
Or, “View from Breakroom Window at Day Job While Trapped There During  Blizzard”. I bought a stack of blank index cards and a pack of hideous  glitter gel pens and ended up with this. The alternative was watching  TV. Um, yuck.

So, they day I start my Art 365 project, the weather traps me at work in a room saturated with the voices of football analysts praising Michael Vick and a bunch of scary people who, based on living their lives in fear rather than hope, are clearly pro-religion rather than religious. So I entered my internal world of head bees and looked out the window.

Thus piece number 1 of 365, “Freezing Rain”:

Or, “View from Breakroom Window at Day Job While Trapped There During Blizzard”. I bought a stack of blank index cards and a pack of hideous glitter gel pens and ended up with this. The alternative was watching TV. Um, yuck.