Snowmantra of Spring: The Ephemiracle.
Marker drawing from an old old sketchbook.
Panspermiac. Wriggly things come in crusty packages.
Forced inspiration. Exercising those muse-cles.
Modala soblongata. We are all, hard stop.
Uncolored lunchtime scritchings.
Stepping out. Consciously not over working it. Lazy like a fox.
Squirmhair. Uncolored doodle while enjoying tea and ignoring a headache.
Tree Age. I don’t know.
Pose Ssed. A line drawing from the archives.
Beyond understanding is discovery. Colored this while listening to the Retronauts podcast about Yasumi Matsuno.
Beast stilt, my heart. Detail of a larger thing.