Time is an interesting concept in which we have a 'constant' from which to organize our projects/work/lives.
The feeling of ever losing it or 'not having enough' is something we all feel at one stage or another.

I find it amusing we symbolize sand (a form of matter in itself that takes a great deal of coincidental effort over a long stretch in occurring naturally) with our concept of time.
Tiny particles so humble and seemingly insignificant on their own, yet considered a whole in their immensely numerous collection. Much like our own existence, among all things, in which we are adrift to collide with one another, soften our rough edges, and take a wholly unique shapes within such a minuscule band of 'livable' conditions.

Part vent, part personal, part practice.. 100% therapeutic to work on

Frustration is a funny thing to express through drawing, I always find that immediately afterward I see each and every piece I would do over again less terrible ~_~;

Inked with 0.3, 0.5, 0.8 1.0 and colour feltips.
Coloured with assorted marker brands, pencil, white gelpen and a smattering of Photoshop/textures just to finish it up

Carnival and ARTwork by Erika Vasos, April 2015