Adventure

I feel like I am setting off on a new chapter. Not that this one is finished, or the number of chapters in my life is somehow determined. Just when I think I am toward the end of the book the pages multiply or demand that I go visit a previous page for reflection or palimpsest. 

Pages once empty overflowing with chaos in search of order.

A better problem to have than blank pages.

I am off to meet the mystery.

L

Strange Arrangement

Happy New Year

At the end of the last few seasons, I have found myself sketching and inking a batch of teney tiny painting on canvas. some only an inch square up to a few inches. I am going to attempt to have the discipline to share some of them. They are often silly, but so am I.