This kitchen table continues to serve us over twenty years through six abodes.
This afternoon, we thoroughly cleaned up lunch (cod, broccoli, and rice).
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It’s been four months since I posted the letter “Q”.
These hand sketches were photographed last year, so it’s just a matter of tidying the images and writing a little journal entry to mark the passage of time.
I started the year hoping to catch up on the backlog—let things go, either out to the wild or into the private archives.
Hopefully I now have the mental space to do this work.1
Of course, there is a fresh set of sketches to scan. And tiny poems . And those zines that I slammed together twenty months ago.
One step at a time.
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- To repeat myself: if you’re unsure about staying at your current job, it’s time to leave. ↩︎