Today I’m doing miscellaneous organizational things, so I don’t have time for random thoughts, which is lucky as hell for you and me both. I mean, I did think of twenty things I wanted to ramble on about, but they’ll all have to get written later. Maybe. In the meantime, I found some more completely ancient sketches in a couple of old sketchbooks I used to take to the Day Job. I can’t remember that there was any plan for these things, just sorta tried to scribble out some junk between phones ringing and people shouting and copiers breaking totally down.
Meanwhile, there are tons of birds in the fresh-cut yard, all of ‘em enjoying easy access to worms and, I guess, bugs of various kinds. Finches and sparrows will now and then touch down and steal prey from the much more numerous starlings and robins, which I suppose is sorta like how my so-called art career needs to work. Like, completely forget about joining the flock of big birds, and instead be content kinda darting in and out of the market to grab only weird little random jobs. Or something. Anyway, I very much need to get to work.
