heart broken sun
pleasingly derivative composition
meditation on comfort for an ailing kitty
I do the yogas for my aches and pains, and also, little cat Ruin is very sick.
welp, what a well-defined butt crack, my goodness. things you don’t notice till you step away from the paper.
bound-aries
this one came out a little more ominous than I meant it, but I guess that’s the times
reach toward the nearer star I suppose
or sometimes a bird will do
when in doubt, cat
make of it what you will. there’s light below, and light on top, and an awful lot of dark in between.
Can you tell me that it’s going to be alright?
It already is not alright.
Kate Greenough's daily drawings