Ironically (considering the title and artwork in this post), I had my annual eye exam today.
The doctor and I discussed our mutual nearsightedness, and laughed about what our options would have been 300 years ago regarding work and play. We both agreed that “something up close”, e.g. a tailor, could be a career choice. Conversely, something for recreation-like hunting-would most likely be a no-go.
The concept for this drawing came to me last night as I was re-reading my poem from a couple of days ago. I like how it came out, although, at some point I would like to experiment with the image. Perhaps changing the colors or adding more detail.
At least I know that 300 years ago art/drawing/writing would have been something that my half-sighted self could have done for employment or for fun.