Sabina Hahn's Uploads

The unexpected. https://www.instagram.com/p/CaFGHa3L-H8/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Closed for the Glory of God. https://www.instagram.com/p/Caz4efOuMg4/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Everything & everything & everything. https://www.instagram.com/p/CbIVF8Cr8FV/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE MARTIAN from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "The three of them sit down to dinner. Halfway through the soup course, a Martian enters the room. It takes the astronaut’s napkin and lays it across his lap. Then it turns around and walks out. I thought you said you didn’t see any Martians, says the woman. Not on the moon, says the astronaut, no." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgwTsoXOVln/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Ready? https://www.instagram.com/p/CYUW_xhlf1H/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Look at what i did now. https://www.instagram.com/p/CbaHzE2umTC/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

It takes two to tango. https://www.instagram.com/p/CW6bjBKPTLv/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Ready to go outside. https://www.instagram.com/p/CZM5TLhJwqr/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Discombobulated. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cq3ov0dpaC3/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Beginning Maude was so full of watermelon and sunshine that she needed a nap. Watermelon rind seemed like a very convenient hammock with a side of a snack. https://www.instagram.com/p/CQjMm25BcuU/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Macabre and macabrer. Transmundane Tuesdays with @carsonellis. The Tongue eating louse just wanted to be drawn. You need to imagine the buckle shoes somewhere in the second picture. https://www.instagram.com/p/CZryL3gJujB/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

This is just to say. No war. Please. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ca4yskWrxyc/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

A friendly reminder. Just get it together! #dailydrawing #getyourshittogether

Eldritch is another wonderful word that I get no chance to use in regular life. That is probably good? https://www.instagram.com/p/CqbBaM9pgJu/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

but then… https://www.instagram.com/p/CT2z_tDlXgk/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Don't bother me. I am reading. https://www.instagram.com/p/CfZvDdtpzfh/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Favorite words. Peregrine. Nothing to be thoughtful or clever here. Peregrine is peregrine. I just like the sound of it. And the birds themselves too.

It’s spring! And I got to hang out with little chicks. They are little fluff balls of serotonin. (Drawing with my non-dominant hand).

All I want is to hide somewhere and read books. https://www.instagram.com/p/CdgFRFRO57T/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

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Benjamin Franklin (Part 2) The plan worked, up to a point. After following the course several times in a row, he found it necessary to go through just one course in a year, and then one every few years. But the virtue of order—“Let all your things have their places; let each part of your business have its time”—appears to have eluded his grasp. Franklin was not naturally inclined to keep his papers and other possessions organized, and he found the effort so vexing that he almost quit in frustration. This timetable was formulated before Franklin adopted a favorite habit of his later years—his daily “air bath.” At the time, baths in cold water were considered a tonic, but Franklin believed the cold was too much of a shock to the system. He wrote in a letter: I have found it much more agreeable to my constitution to bathe in another element, I mean cold air. With this view I rise early almost every morning, and sit in my chamber without any clothes whatever, half an hour or an hour, according to the season, either reading or writing. This practice is not in the least painful, but on the contrary, agreeable; and if I return to bed afterwards, before I dress myself, as sometimes happens, I make a supplement to my night’s rest, of one or two hours of the most pleasing sleep that can be imagined. From Daily rituals by Mason Currey #daulyrituals #inktober #benjaminfranklin @masoncurrey