Here are some more drawings from my trip out east.
I never considered myself a beach person. I've had quite a few "less than perfect" experiences at beaches. I don't like being around large crowds of people, I get bored very easily & I burn like an ant under a magnifying glass.
Lobster is nature's version of an airline bag of peanuts. To get to the good stuff, you gotta get through all the tough stuff. & the fact that after you get through that outer shell, you gotta pick through all that green & red gunk between the meat is not a pretty picture. Let me just say, thank God for moist toilettes.
Apparently, all that I think about is pancakes & ducks.
(Also, as I was drawing these pages, I was listening to Stravinsky's Rite of Spring on my headphones, just to add to the confusion that is my mind)
This one actually was NOT done while I was away. My friend had an appointment for physical therapy, & I tagged along. By the look of what goes on, I think that whoever takes physical therapy will most likely need therapy FROM the therapy. It's like gym class in high school, but you pay for it.
More to come soon!