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Today was actually such a pleasant morning! ✨ I woke up at 5 am (instead of the usual 8 am) and used the extra 3 hours for myself~ I did some sketches, wrote a page in my journal and then drew some flowers. Which led me to this, again another flower shop. First I wanted to do a night version of my older piece but soon realized it looks bad. So drew this one instead. The story continues.

bullet journal daily doodles ... archway?

Two girls I doodled some time ago, and now turned into these two pages in one of my journals

These are just a few of my own Handmade Journals I love to work in.

I try to do my Yoga Practice every morning, but I still am not as flexible and good as my little drawn Yogi's, ^_^.

This page, in one of my own handmade journals, I made after my surgery for Colon Cancer. And I get a lot of comfort from Yana, my sweet cat.

A journal page from a couple of years ago.

Another face in my journal that has black paper.

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I went to Florida and kept a chronicle of my adventures! This is part 1 of 3, in which my husband comes down with Lyme disease and I go to Walt Disney World's Animal Kingdom. I realize my address is in here, but it's a PO Box, so I'm not worried. Feel free to send me drawings; I'll send you something back if you include a return address.

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Art journal entry for today...3-29-17

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para el día 17 de Inktober hoy toca a diario para este día se me ocurrió dibujar a glurt quién le lleva un diario a Glomp aunque cubierto un poco con su baba

I wanted to do a piece that turns an insult into something more motivational. For context, to be called a strawberry is associated with being weak and sensitive, as strawberries are soft and easily bruised.

30-minute painting practice. Not my my Fave. Watch my weekly Art journal entry where I worked on this painting here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsBhfRTE6oc

1977 journal being filled 45 years later.

Laugh done with ink wash and stamp on 45 year old paper from my first adult drawing journal.

My wife just added Slaughterhouse Five to my collection of classic graphic novels. I was making written entry in one of my journals, was circumstantially jumping around to different subjects, and thought of Billy Pilgrim.

The last few days, I've been going through my drawing journals dating back to 1977, mainly to purge them, but also to reminiscence. I laughed at this comic- one of many that I had forgotten about- of a conversation with an artist friend I've known since 1984, when I went to visit in her pottery shop.

CW: Suicide Autobio comic about riding on a train someone jumped in front of

hi hello this was my outfit on the date written