Rooted in Brooklyn, staring at the television (atypical occupation), thinking of Tucson and our friends and relatives there. Unfolding. I know we’ve been in that shopping center.
Dealing with the snow is almost a welcome change of pace.
My Valentine’s Day birthday approaches. The traditional theme: Day of the Dead: the figures seem to take over the living room as the years go by.
Sketchblog: DayBooks

