Saturday, March 16, 2013

put your lights on

I'm back. Circus life was not for me. No, I have too much baggage (well, boxes) to lug around.
Not much to say about this drawing, really, except that throughout it I had this song playing in my mind;

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on,
put your lights on

'Cause there's a monster,
living under my bed,
whispering in my ear
And there's an angel,
with a hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear

There's a darkness,
living deep in my soul
it still got a purpose to serve               
So let your lights shine,
deep into my home
God don't let me lose my nerve,
don't let me lose my nerve

From Supernatural by Santana.
'Put Your Lights On' lyrics by Everlast.


dinahmow said...

Hope it was cathartic! You could do worse than Carlos and the lads.

sarita said...

Ain't that the truth, Dinahmow! Love this one, Andrea...:)

Dan Kent said...

This is a great sketch. It reminds me of an old friend who used to write stuff on slips of paper and put them in a box deep in the closet so she would remove them from her head. I can't for the life of me remember what it is she put up there, though, so that memory was useless. I could also relate to some of your boxes which was scary. I'm used to "cute". Welcome back for the circus!

Caroline B said...

That actually gave me a shiver! Do you feel better now?

Kaitlyn S. C Hatch said...

That's such an amazing sketch. Super powerful.

andrea joseph's sketchblog said...

Thanks guys, yes, it's a dark place - under my bed!

Dan, I love that idea. Now that would make a great drawing. Dark, yes, but I don't think it's such a bad thing, emracing the darkness.


Anonymous said...

I love this drawing every time i look at it i can feel everything you were trying to get across you are a great artist.