Under A Reversed Sky

Sometimes I feel that the world I awaken to nowadays is just a bad carbon copy of the one I once knew. Everything seems skewed and topsy-turvy. Up is now down and it's like standing in front of a circus mirror that twists and distorts. This is a gel pen drawing with color pencil on medium bond paper. It is another in a long line of Original Jones Art as he tries to get the feeling down in northwest Austin, Texas.