There are some doodles I don't want to post. They sit in my postable list until I break down and throw them up. This one started as a terrible drawing of the camel. You can see him way in the back. After I finished him, I kept shrinking it until it looked good. Trust me, if I could have made it smaller and made it recognizable as a camel, I would have.
Ziggy was a bit better today. I was trying to convince Julie to sell him again, but she held strong. He managed to pee outside, and we moved his home from our second bedroom to the second-floor porch. He'll be fine in the summer, but I'm afraid what will happen once it gets cool.
We signed up for dog classes this weekend. If nothing else, Julie and I have a lot to learn.
This is not one of my favorite doodles. It was one of my first doodles with the new Cintiq, and for whatever reason, I was never satisfied with the layout, colors, or saying. But since I'm scraping the batter bowl, I can't be too choosy as to what I post.
We're leaving for NYC this afternoon for Passover in Brooklyn + visiting Julie's sisters + wedding in Rhode Island. It's going to be a busy few days.
I cannot find the power cord for my laptop. My theory is that the Villa has house gnomes that hide all my important stuff. Julie thinks it's just a big house and I'm going a bit senile. Either way, I'm powercord free, which means I'm computer free, and doodle and writing free. I'll probably bring along a Moleskin (if I can find one!), and try to jot down some thoughts as I go along. My mother and Jennifer have computers, and I'll see if I can transcribe those thoughts along the way.
Today is the last terrible Horrible for some time. I promise. While I considered not posting it because of its awfulness, the rain in the doodle convinced me otherwise.
It's been raining here too much lately, and while I'm still not sure what that beast behind the Little Guy represents, it does sort of convey how we feel about this strange weather. We're willing to take NYC's heat wave over this mix of cold and rain. Thankfully, it's forecasted to clear up on Wednesday and return to the sunny and 60-70s we expect for this time of year. (That's not completely true: we expect rain, just not so much of it or with such cold temperatures. The joke is summer doesn't start until July 5.)
I felt a slight cold coming on this morning. I'm either empathizing with Julie, who is still recovering, or catching her cold. It seems to have passed for now.
Work has been busy, which is a very good thing. My mother is visiting this weekend, and we're hoping to explore new places. (Unlike last time, where we forced her to sit around and stare into space.) This will be her first visit to the Villa.
