did you lose weight?

necklace

All mangled and twisted and scraped up from asphalt, the links were crushed and the clasp was scraped and I fished it out of the puddle of melted snow and put it in my pocket.

low tide

well look what the tide washed up...

a fascinating meeting this morning...

(I feel so Lisa Frank today.)

sketches on a Sunday

I don't need electrical outlets in coffee shops. Just give me some green tea and a pen and maybe a twisted and mangled necklace chain from a puddle of melted snow outside to get me going... I'll be fine for a good couple of hours...

graph paper

Pigma Micron 005 with .20mm line width. Super convenient and probably my favorite pen, but it still can't compete with a pen nib and a bottle of india ink...

a whale's ear

This is what I imagine it would look like...

sledding accident

When I was a little kiddo I got in a sledding accident (which involved me and an ice-packed snowbank) where I cracked a lumbar vertebra. I was at my friend Heather's house and her father was an EMT- he packed me in the sled with blankets and Heather's stuffed animals to keep me immobile on the drive to the hospital. They offered me a fluffer-nutter sandwich while we prepared to leave, and I declined- clearly out of sorts from all the commotion. I still regret saying no to that sandwich...

very scientific

Chase Bank Sucks

So I actually saw an image of the withdrawal slip that was used to withdraw $500 from my checking account last week. The teller wouldn't show me his computer screen so I stood up and walked around behind his desk to take a look. He got mad at me. Funny, that- since he's the one working for an institution that will hand a wad of my cash to somebody named 'Woody' with no last name and who can barely hold a pen. The above isn't the *actual* deposit slip but it's the best I can do from memory.

alien carcass

on the ears of a rabbit

Lenny is a big guy

cada día

Oh, tapas and wine and giant blank days filled with walking and wandering and cold Barcelona rain and bars filled with cigarette smoke... Gracias por todo, Carolina.

strawberry on my mailbox