I must confess it’s harder for me to post some drawings than others.

feeling spaced out and a little fragmented

unwinding at the end of a long day with a pleasing doodle. bugs and eyeballs.

I just spent 8 hours painting in the house I’m moving too. Sleepy, tired, unfocused. It was hard to stick with this until it didn’t just feel like a pile of goo.

fatigue and feline intervention ended this drawing before I felt it was done

young Greenoughs circa 1963