
Talking with my siblings about planning eventual care for our aging parents. Holding with care our little family and all our little lives.

I’ve not been spending nearly as much time in my studio as I think I ought to. But still holding the practice, for whatever that’s worth. It’s worth something to me at least; I’m holding a little space that can expand when I get the time and energy for it. And I still get that hour or so to dream on the paper.

My friend Jeff sometimes sends me pictures of weird creatures. And sometimes I make a picture of what I think they look like, without going back to reference the photo. This odd worm was definitely not wearing a bowtie in the photo, but really seemed to need one.
here’s the photo he sent; to be honest, it’s much weirder and more interesting than I remembered. I may have to try again.
