Here’s a couple of New Yorker rejects that I never shared:
Potatoes in the Dark! A spudtacular drama…now streaming on Netflix.
Got swept up on Doug’s story the other night:
Mrs Jankowski was an occasional backup singer for the B52’s. Back in the day.
Peaceful people are precious.
This is the joy of doodling: beginning with blank space and seeing what emerges as one creates. I suppose it’s not a terrible way to approach each new day, as well.
Perhaps the face is sad to watch the flower city launch away.
Had the idea to put some of the words attributed to Jesus from Luke’s gospel—with one edit—into the mouth of Mr. Trump. Yikes.
And something a little less frightening:
Inspired from a walk in the park:
For my 22nd wedding anniversary:
A Bettie Serveert song lyric got this one going:
One scribble and one doodle. Happy Friday…
He likes safety even more.
Wednesday is the apex of the workweek. It’s all downhill from here… 🙂
This next doodle is about something we all want, but something we all withhold from others. Why is that?