I did some great stuff on the windiest day since the blizzard in March...or was it Feb?
Saturday reminded me of a part of Vincent Van Gough's biography (it was the very dramatic Lust for Life by Irving Stone) where he spoke of the winds of Arles...they could drive you mad living there. I could imagine it after just one day.
Tomorrow, more ink drawing than you can shake a fist at!*
*please don't shake your fist at me
Don’t worry, I heard all of you (read: none of you) scream that you can’t possibly slurp down a fat slice of canned cranberry loaf and a spoonful of roaste...
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