Worlds and pictures.
Not every picture is perfect, not every line hits the page where I want it to either.
Like a big car crash on a white page.
I’m not sure if its the brain involved or my hands or simply everything working in unison.
But words and pictures are intertwined for me and have become more so the more I’ve written my blog.
Which is now ten years old.
Ten years of drawings and words.
Now I feel old.