Yesterday, when I opened my front door, I saw a grasshopper clinging to the screen. It became the inspiration for the subject matter today.
The words came to me as I was drawing. Every living thing has its own life, its own needs and wants, and limitations. Are people’s lives that much more complicated than the lives of blades of grass? I know it seems to us that our lives are very complicated, but a blade of grass might disagree if it had any interest in listening and speaking to us.