I am supposed to be packing my life into boxes (that fun admin part of moving). Instead, I am procrastinating. I am drawing bears. I am thinking happy thoughts and eating toast with honey and butter.
Sure as hell beats packing.
This might be me. I have short hair. I guess that’s close enough?
It’s close to 40 degrees in Stellenbosch today. My head is full of summer and I’m tempted to stray from my desk to hide out in the pool for a few days. Like this guy.
I hope you’re all at the beach.
I’ve been messing about with some paper and shapes again. This is one of the results of the latest session. I’m not really sure where it’s going yet … or if it’s going anywhere other than where it is. I’ll let you know when I do.