We went for Speed at this Party. Because I couldn't give my client as much time as she wanted. She called after I was already booked for later party.

Here are a few pictures that came out. How would you look if you were a Cartoon?

I feel like the fancy mats helped to Upscale the drawings:

Oh this made me laugh. I was looking to take a break from the cold NY weather, so I decided to check out some pictures I had drawn back while it was still warm. And I ended up not only remembering how uncomfortable it can be on a hot summer day, but I also got a break from the serious mood I've been in.

This Party was outdoors on a very hot day. I always prefer to be in the thick of things ~ right where the Party is. But I didn't complain when my hostess suggested that I draw in the air-conditioned kitchen. That heat can be tuff.

Not being Part of the Party, though, I felt constantly on edge. Like I was supposed to personally Meet each person I drew. Felt awkward. Made my drawings stiff. And then, because my drawings weren't flowing easily, I felt nervous. Lol ~ Now I laugh to see what came out.

Art is an Art. An Artist is affected by her Zone. My best Zone is when I'm in the thick of things at a Party.

I was thinking about Heaven and Hell today. This lemon plant wove in with my thoughts about Heaven and Hell. Here's what dreamed up. Perhaps we can learn about the Spiritual world by imposing Jesus's words onto what we see in this physical world.

I love this Lemon Plant. I had bought it as an 8" cutting many years ago. At a gas station as we drove from FLorida to NewYork.

I hesitate to share my human thoughts ~ Why read what Alison thinks, when you could be reading what Jesus thinks. So before I continue, I will share with you whatever are the first words of Jesus that I read today. I'm up to Mark Chapter 7. Jesus speaks at verse 6: Well hath Esaias prophesied of you hypocrites, as it is written, This people honoureth me with their lips, but their heart is far from me. Howbeit, in vain do they worship me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men. For laying aside the commandment of God, ye hold the tradition of men, as the washing of pots and cups, and many other such like things ye do.

This year, my plant has more flowers than ever. It is so beautifully fragrant. Maybe because of it's age? The amount of flowers has grown exponentially every year. Or maybe because I left it ouside in the cold just a little too long? So it responded vigorously to the warmth inside the house?

The flowers smell so sweet. You can smell them throughout the little room. They look so fine, lovely, happy, perfect. I try to sweep away the ones that turn brown and drop to the floor.

Sometimes, there's one that died and is still on the plant. 'Maybe I should clear that away before I take the photo', I thought.

These beautiful flowers. So beautiful, and then dying. While the big plant keeps living. I thought about how excited I'll be when I start to see the lemons growing. I remembered the few that grew last year. The best lemons ever. They had started as little green bumps where the beautiful white flowers had dried out and turned brown and dropped off. Real lemons like I buy in the store. Along with all the other food that I think I need every day.

If the flowers had to live, no matter what, if I found some sort of 'antioxidant' to keep them from aging, I would never get any lemons. And then seeds. And then more plants. A universe full of plants.

We try so hard to hang on to our bodies. What if the flower hung on to being a flower? Then no food would develop.

I'm always concerned that I should recognize Jesus and follow him to Heaven when I leave this body. Perhaps it's time to relax. To trust that Jesus has a plan for us all. That if we leave our bodies, we become something else that's wonderful. If we just go with the flow, we will then see and understand. Going with the flow of our lives every day. And trusting God's plan. I remembered Matthew16:25 For whosoever will save his life, shall lose it, and whosoever shall lose his life for my sake shall find it.

With this in mind, how can we not believe in Resurrection. How can we not believe in Jesus's Rebirth.

A plant can start to wilt and die. It's happened to me before with my houseplants. That a plant would look all dried up and dead. But I would put it in the sunlight, water it regularly, and.....

Voila! The plant is back! In like ways, God could put life into anything. He's put the miracle of life into people, plants, and animals. Need it only be into the baby? Into the new seedling? God can en-Liven whenever He wants. I believe Jesus's story. Of course it all happened. I can believe that his plan leads me to Heaven.

So I have nothing to fear. Jesus was born among us to show me that this life of the flesh is not all there is. That I needn't cling to only my current flowering as though that's all that could make me happy.

We're constantly shocked out of lala land. Did we forget the fear of 9-11? Or being brought down by Hurricane Sandy already?

Last night, I drew at a swanky party on Lexington Avenue. My wild pictures. A hard-working sweating belly-dancer. And then.

Almost all packed up to leave. A man comes up to me, aw gee, he just arrived too late to get a Caricature. And he tells me that he came down from CT. Newtown, CT to be precise. He said that he's in shock because his little 5-year-old neighbor was just buried. She had been in that terrible school incident. He showed me a photo on his phone. Of her with a few of her friends.

We can remember the people who died in this week's terrible incident. And now we can even remember the man who lived nearby. Need we only remember those who die? I like to remember all the people who show up on my path.