Sometimes I think my drawings are all representations of the spirit in which we do things when we think no one is looking.
But that is not to say that they have any real meaning. They are all stupid and unimportant, and they are effortless. Please enjoy them.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
My mom loves a good straightedge
(For my mother, who had a lil surgery and spent a good deal of time in bed all hopped up on meds.)
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