This piece was big, like really large. While I made it, I couldn’t even sit down. I had to stand over the page just so my arms could reach every crevice. For some unknown reason, this pastel drawing humors me every time I see it. I cannot seem to get over the irony of having an inconsequential little goldfish on such an enlarged scale. The eyeball in the drawing itself could have squished 4 real goldfish inside of it. The swooshing, fluid tail of the goldfish that I lovingly named Bennet is something more likely contributed to a whale or other massive creatures. I love playing with scale in my work because it gives me a chance to consider the alternative, and I can start to appreciate what I otherwise could not see.