When I was 12, I used to draw little characters which I called "Birdbrains". I'm sure I must've filled up notebook upon notebook of these little guys. Of all my drawings, my Mom always especially loved the Birdbrains. She was known to tape them inside the cupboard doors and save little sketches snipped out of notebooks in her recipe box. They showed up for every occasion, from Christmas to birthdays and everywhere in between.
This year for her birthday my Mom asked if she could have another Birdbrain. I haven't drawn them in years, but this morning, in her honor, I channelled my inner 12 year old. (And realized he's not that different from my thirty-something self.)
Happy Birthday, Mom!
(More Birdbrains coming soon...)