the end.

I started drawing in a tiny moleskin that Lindsay gave me almost two years ago.

I drew in a whole lot of other sketchbooks since then, but this one was always my favorite. I only drew in it when I wanted to just have fun and draw. Not to plan, not for work, not for a project, not to take notes, not to sketch or scribble. Only when I wanted to draw.

And now I have a tiny little book full of drawings I really love. But today I did my last drawing in it. And it was kind of sad.

I've got a pile of sketchbooks unopened or 1/2 full, but they're not the same.

momento mori...

this is a special day...

only YOU can prevent spontaneously combusting birds...

maybe this is what a phoenix looks like. but i don't know, i never really paid attention in history or biology or whatever.