When I lost mom I felt like I was falling. Falling and would never stop falling. There was only down. When my mom entered hospice it came with it a surreal feeling of deja vu. Wasn’t she already IN hospice care? You see, for several months mom’s health had been declining and in that she… Continue reading There Is Only Down
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a cartoonist. I am sure that in the annals of this nonsensical blog I have talked about that to some degree. I loved drawing, all over the place, but I really loved drawing weird faces. The problem there was that I didn’t draw bodies, or scenes,… Continue reading Inspirations, Aspirations, and The Big Dumb But
In which I talk about following your passions and such.
We really need to meet these 'they - wise folks, those cats. It is not a popular idea but dammit, who cares. Be bold. If you write, if you draw, if you make music, whatever you do, get it out there. Release it to the world. Blog it. Post it. Print it. Press it. Release… Continue reading Be Bold, As They Say…