Flower city sad face

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.

Jesus, Trump, cat

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:

Ride or die and…

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?