Yesterday, my family and I decorated our front yard for Halloween. We went for a skeleton/zombie grave yard theme. For my mother who is slightly morbid, having a fondness for ghouls, ghosts, and other spooky things that go bump in the night, Halloween is her favorite holiday and time of the year. (Even more so than Christmas!) We planted fake grave stones with ghouls and skeletons poking out from behind them hung monster bats in our giant pine tree. Where I live, not many people decorate for Halloween, (it probably has something to do with living in a community that consists of all old people.)Lately, the air has begun to feel more and more like autumn. I live in a desert climate, so when ever the temperature start to drop below 90 degrees fahrenheit, there's usually great rejoicing. To celebrate the more hospitable weather, I bought myself a brand new bike complete with a basket, bell, and even a pin wheel to whirl in the wind. The last time I really rode a bike was when I was in middle school, so needless to say, I am more than a bit out of biking shape. This couldn't have been more apparent, then the day I bought the bike and had to figure out how to get it home. I drive a small car (rising gas prices two years go forced me to part with my wonderful yet gas glutton pickup truck), and so I got my mom to take her car since it's larger. Well...her car may be bigger, but it still wasn't big enough. After probably a good half hour of turning the bike this way and that in attempt to get it to fit, I finally just threw my hands up and decided to ride it home. The store wasn't that far to drive to, so I figured it wouldn't be that bad of a bike ride home, after all, I can job a lot farther than that. Boy, was I wrong! The distance between my house and the bike store is about five miles...UP HILL. And, as I found out, the muscles used to bike are not the same as running. I used muscles I didn't even know I had! About half way home, I ended up throwing up my hands to that and walking the bike home. (I am now convinced up hills are the eternal enemy of the bike rider.) Even after all that, I am loving the bike. With all things, it will just take a bit of practice to get better and build strength.I just recently finished a new commission! This one was a Star Wars theme collage. If the requestor is happy with the drawing, it should then become a tattoo. I'm excited for her to see it. The was another "outside my box" commission. I don't normally draw things as technical as star ships and robots. despite not being my favorite subject matter, I love these kinds of requests all the same. I believe it is important to step out side your comfort zone and expand your horizons. These type of requests help me grow as an artist is a way I wouldn't be able to do on my own accord.