Two creatures commune. Others circumnavigate.

Two creatures commune. Others circumnavigate.

It bears repeating: Each day is a small lifetime. If some thought is given to the structuring of that lifetime, something Glorious may well happen.

The Ink Lunatics took over the asylum with this one.

This segment tries to be the two-dimensional equivalent of a Funhouse.

Narrator and Child.

We are a quarter of the way through our journey, Friends.

Rest In Power, Ahmaud Arbery.

Sometimes I’ll draw something and a reach a point where it could go any number of ways. Usually I’ll guess the best way and then proceed. But this time I took advantage of my printer and cranked.out some copies, and each copy WENT that different way. Then I printed a four-up of the drawing turned four ways, and that made a fifth way.
The Original may go yet a sixth way–we’ll see.





A take on the poet Dylan Thomas.

Getting above problems and only needing to sit quietly . . .
