I write things down. I’m notorious (maybe) for keeping a journal in my purse, authoring an in-advance to-do list, tracking assignments in a college-ruled notebook, and writing in the margins of my books. Pen and paper are my go-to tools.
Over the course of a few months, I worked with Signs of Love, a nonprofit that serves deaf communities in underserved regions, to develop new illustrations. They desired a series of drawings that encapsulate the steps of a healthy, long-term relationship. We originally planned for six drawings to replace the ones currently in use. I added a seventh because it seemed strange to jump from pregnancy to old age with nothing in between.
I discovered how tired I was when I spent a week resting in Portland. I knew I needed a break; I’d been looking forward to the time away from Austin and work for over a month. However, the full extent of my weariness only hit when I ceased from all activity.