“and sometimes, the only thing to do is to be brave.”

i hadn’t really ever done a self portrait drawing, so i thought i’d try it out.  i’m still not sure where my obsession with the native american culture comes from entirely, apart from the fact that i am like .023% cherokee.  in any event, it may just be the indian brave spirit that lives so strongly in me.  a lot of times i wish i could just paint my face, wear a loin cloth, strap my quiver and bow on my back and ride into the sunset.  but mostly, i just like the thought of being brave.

and sometimes, whatever may be hurling itself towards us in this thing we call life, the only thing to do is to be brave.. and let it run it’s course.

uh huh.