I woke up one morning with a vivid image in my mind, of a falcon perched on a length of billowing red fabric. As I drew, certain elements began to fall into place, such as the moon and leaves. Not sure where the flowers came from, but I feel they're important all the same.

What is she a priestess of? I'm not quite sure myself.

Watercolor and colored pencil on hot-press Fabriano, 5.5 X 10 inches