Last night, after a day of work and studying, I treated myself by going to see a scary movie. It wasn't that bad and I jumped a few times in the theater, but so did the four other people watching the movie with me.
Anyway, so I get home, study some more, do some homework, and then go to bed. In the middle of the night, I'm awakened by this buzzing, fluttering noise.
It sounded like a giant moth beating its wings against my porchlight!
So I go back to sleep, content with my interpretation of the noise. I was sure it wasn't ghosts.
This morning, I get up to go out and what do I see on my screen door? That's right. THE GIANT MOTH.
I paid attention in high school science and again in science illustration classes, so that's the tip of my pen in the photograph--I'm using it as reference so you can see and understand how big the moth is. Huge, right?
I had a hard time holding the pen up that high and taking the shot, which is why it's blurry. Sorry. (And on second thought, maybe if I held up a ruler I wouldn't have had to strain, but they always taught us to hold something familiar up to something we were photographing to give an idea of scale.)
There you have it. Mothra's puny cousin.
Yeah, yeah, I'll start sharing my drawings and paintings soon--but hey, my art show at Pacific Thai Santa Cruz will be in ten days!
Journey of a Thousand, oil on canvas, 12" x 36"