friday afternoon thoughts

The unfolding of my days now includes this nightly ritual,


no matter what time I have between getting home and going to sleep, at least part of it is spent between the pages of this book. I make the time, eke it out, surprise myself how much page can be covered and how many doodles will flow.


It’s a dumping ground for thoughts and feelings, fragments of information, part formed thoughts. Ends of words that doodle off into a cat’s face. That sort of thing.


(the dictionary pages are back… yes, the same dictionary)


And collaged people. I don’t know who they are or where they came from.


This one emerged from nowhere. I don’t know him either.


Wishing you all a good weekend, dear friends. X

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