Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Packing packing packing

Cleaning up a bit while I make sure I have enough clean clothes for Disney. Found this folded up on my floor...

I think drawing and writing for me feels like that sometimes. Like these are my tools and I'm a tiny god and things are how I see them, and they live and breathe and speak somewhere behind my paper and pencil.

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