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Island mentality.

Lockdown makes some of us forget what good times were like before the coronavirus reared it's nasty little head, so in response we dig down into our brains for times that really mattered.

Computers with literal mouses? Yep, it's that kind of day here!

"We don't make mistakes, just happy little accidents." - Bob Ross.

For believers in everything spiritual and all that jazz.

a little detail of an illustration in progress.

"Lang may yer lum reek (a Hogmanay greeting, implying "May you never be without fuel for your fire!", but more literally translates to "Long may your chimney smoke!")" All this I corrupted and used to inspire me here.

Just a cute little linocut style hedgehog.

I'm working on a little floral series for an instagram takeover.

Imagining a world beyond language.

Alternative realities again…

“I don’t know much, but I know a little about a lot of things.” - Oliver Hardy.

Musical madness!

AI-edited photograph of a Flushing model.

AI edited picture of a New York bridge.

AI edited photography of a restaurant seat.

Shot of a tree in Flushing.

Photograph taken in a Flushing, New York shopping center.

I introduced Wrecks awhile back as my anxiety and depression. The flip side to him is my happy, fun loving side. This little guy's job is to keep things positive and build me up. I'd like to introduce my good friend, Buil (Bill).

Time to check in with the hammerheads…

“The politics of the world frustrate me. I control my frustration when I write, but it explodes when I perform.” A quote from a Benjamin Zephaniah documentary I caught not long ago on BBC iPlayer’s been resonating with me as of late. Granted, I tend to keep politics light here (if anything) but I stand by what I’ve just said regardless.

To all service members and veterans may your holiday and new years be bright

Went a little hard on myself while Journaling tonight. Surprised that Wrecks stepped in to distract me

Lindsey does a little happy dance when she's excited

A few years ago this little guy showed up. He started appearing in my doodles as encouragement. Always defending, never judging. He is the side of my brain that tells me everything is going to be OK. He builds me up, which is why I named him Buil.

As I’m inclined to be!

I’m coming out of another one of those periods where I’ve drew or doodled very little (all the other projects on the go until now!), but as always I got my mojo back in the nick of time, it seems. :) Same old stuff here for now!