Today felt like drawing a feeling about restlessness.
Fluttery butterflies I showed as tiny figures suspended on air, doing something moment, wings are way bigger than their bodies, emotions way louder and a mix of curiosity and carefree. Nothing here is grounded, and that’s kind of the point. Having fun flying and fluttering. That jittery state where you want to move forward and also wanting to stop at the same time. Something motivates and then something pulls you back.
Each butterfly sends a different kind of nervous energy: excitement entwined with doubt, curiosity yet there is fear, momentum built from hesitation. The butterflies are wobbling, drifting, adjusting, figuring it out as they go. The gray background keeps everything suspended and gives that feeling of uncertainty
Day 8 reminded me that sometimes progress looks like hovering. Sometimes it is like shaking wings and going anyway. And sometimes the most honest thing you can draw is that restless, floaty feeling you can’t quite identify but you know it when you see it.
