Saturday, June 14, 2008


I was sitting in a coffee shop doodling and finding myself completely unable to put what I wanted on the paper.
Usually I tuck myself away at at a corner table. That night I was on a couch, annoying all the large groups of people who wanted to sit and talk loudly there and leaving myself open to comments on my artwork.
One girl leaned over and cooed, "I love it, it's so dear!"
I flinched visibly, but I can't really argue with her choice of adjective. It's exactly what the drawing is...but so not what I was going for.


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