I'm totally baffled right now, because around 1 o clock this afternoon I was assuring myself that I'd be super productive on my new drawing table that I finally fully installed, and the next thing I know, it's almost 7 at night and all I have to show for myself are just a few measly drawings. When I first sat down to the desk, I thought that maybe I could use some coffee, so I walked over to the grocery store. Instead, I bought no coffee, lots of vegetables, some boric acid, and recycling bags. To be fair, there are coffee beans at home that I could have just used instead of going to the store...But I needed some veggies anyway.

Then, I thought, perhaps it'd be nice to try to draw myself...Which is what the above drawing is supposed to be. I think it looks like me, but the thing about this that kinda bums me out is that I drew myself a little fatter than I really am. Back to the drawing board...

A Journal Entry

Today's entry comes from my "Drunkbook" - a notebook I generally reserve for when I get bored sitting alone at bars waiting for my friends to show up. Instead, in this case I was waiting in IKEA for about an hour for a friend. Entry justified.

Getting back to my (awkward, unfortunate) roots...

I asked my mom to dig up pictures from my Bat Mitzvah - that awkward age that is unkind to almost all of us. Here are a few of the gems she's sent me... To be completely honest, I look almost the same except no braces or up-do. God help us all.

Trying to Get My Groove Back

As is probably apparent, I've been sort of on a creative hiatus but I'm FED UP. No more not making stuff. Here is the kind of pathetic first attempt at getting back into that creative groooove.