March 18, 2013

Squish


I'm chasing her profile.  It's easy to mess that up with the forward tilt of her head.  I've pushed her face up from her chin so much that the top of her head can't breathe.  And looking down brings the shoulders higher.   Please, please, let there be shoulders.  I have to depend so much on the strange squishiness of stone to escape my slips.