On a post snowy midnight the clouds pass over a full moon. Shitty phone pics can occasionally show unexpected things. Of course nothing can replace the one (?) reliable sense that I have left. Those trusty orbs of mine. The night sky is something I can count on to save them for. Ugh.
Ha-ha! A couple of doodles for paintings, etc. Getting loose and condensing energy on paper. What else could this kid do? Butterflys are the main theme here, I guess. Also rudeness, of course. Beauty, that's a big one... And Dr. Who too. Of course. Horses and women are a powerful combo.
