Much to do but just checking in.
Stories of painter madness.
Shen I was young my mother used to take me with her to go in car washes. I felt like I was in a submarine and had to hold my breath. It was a game I played. I would bring my toys for car washes. That child like wonder was everything. I sometimes search for that when I make now. I pretend I’m making an adventure in the lines. the ink is like a river leading all over the world. kind of like a road map.
leadings me home to my family.