Here’s a little sketch I did, sort of thinking out a vibe or mood for an illustration. It’s soft, whimsical; feelings that are a little out of reach for me at the moment, despite that Spring is trying to emerge, bit by bit. The gloom of winter is still upon me. I’m feeling stuck, creatively. Distracted and disjointed.
Some fun sketches from Punderdome at Littlefield on Tuesday eve, where a few of us joined Adam on his birthday. This exceedingly well-attended and sold-out event provides entertainment of maximum word-nerdiness amid flurries of index cards and timed deliveries of puns.