
Dog-a-Bone weeps for the sorrows of the world

the evolution of bugs

When I’m working on these things it feels like I’m focused on lines and colors, I have no idea what it’s ‘about’.
Then sometimes I look at them afterwards and say, ‘Oh my! Where did THAT come from?’
Well I promised that if I draw it I will post it. Make of it what you will.

I don’t really have words for this one.
It’s probably a portrait of some kind.
I guess.

gossip

sailing on stormy seas

I’m not sure.
It came by so fast I couldn’t tell what it was.

summer is library time
Kate Greenough's daily drawings