A martial feeling pen-and ink Baphomet drawing from about a month ago.
Today though I need a fire in the Eye for clarity. Seeking news of a friend in typhoon Japan. We only communicate in images. Meanwhile here in NYC constructing a sigil for me and Eric's part in a massive cyber-working (Oh, there's no "to be silent" when the news was in Spin and every other music blog/site out there). I'm the half of this conjoined-soul creature that can draw and paint after all. He's the half that can play the drums. The scent of lavender, peppermint and eucalyptus lingers around my temples where I've been massaging them with a mix of essential oils to ease a migraine, having exhausted every over-the-counter medicine possibility.