flamboyant but precarious flight
20 November 2022
19 November 2022
Some days my drawing is really more like running scales than playing a melody. I’m holding a place in my life for my art.
This is my periodic reminder, mostly to myself, that I am not really posting what I think is “good art”, I am posting evidence of my daily practice.
18 November 2022
little stream-of-consciousness doodle that has an old philosopher either feeding a dandelion to a many-eyed beast, or else summoning a tidal wave bubble bath.
17 November 2022
16 November 2022
15 November 2022
I sat looking at the blank paper for a long time this evening. Then made some lines that seemed uninteresting to me. But then the birds came and landed on them, and I thought that was OK.
14 November 2022
The Cafe Rat is back, apparently willing to share their journallings with Buddy Crow.
13 November 2022
looking toward the Solstice
12 November 2022
looking back with nostalgia
11 November 2022
eyespider 