
New year, new adventure.
Google search of the day:
“best toys for dog who loves to shred fabric???”
Buckle up.

New year, new adventure.
Google search of the day:
“best toys for dog who loves to shred fabric???”
Buckle up.

It was chilly last night, 17 F with a biting wind, and the puppy and I went out at 4 am. I stared up into the moon and the dark shapes of trees against a cloudy sky while she pounced on dry plants sticking up from the hard shell of snow.
Suddenly, hundreds of crows flew over the house, so low I could hear their beating wings. For a moment, the puppy and I stood frozen, watching. The crows called to each other. They filled the entire sky above our little yard. And I would’ve missed this if it weren’t for her.
So good riddance to sleep, I’d rather be outside, nose numb, barking my head off at the crow-dark sky.

I got a trio of POSCA markers with extra fine tips; white, and a metallic gold and silver. I wish you could see this in person; how the stars shine, and how the breaking sunlight is catching on Triangle Head and her cat.
The sunrise is coming along. I enjoyed laying the clouds in. They came out almost as I intended. I’m in love with this combo of volcano violet and indigo for the clouds. I added some cadmium red hue around the sun on the second page, and I think I’ll use it to show where the light is falling before I add the next layers.
We’ll get to that next time. All the blades upon blades of grass. The shadowy stone monolith and lush orange-guava ferns and two tall trees, down by the water.

Some photos from my walk with the cat, on a warm day when everything was melting.
Happy New Year

First adventures in ink.
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Bursting into my scheduled post to say: Good Morning! I hope you’re enjoying the holidays! Santa got me a scanner, so there’s been a flurry of activity here in the furnace workshop.
Today’s post now features a snazzy scanned image. Ch ch ch changes!

It’s laundry day again, down in the furnace workshop. Everything’s sorted into little heaps and I’m here at the bench drawing the next page of I, Triangle Head while the machines chug away.

It’s that time of year again. Time to look back and look forward while the year winds down. Time to have a tiny little existential crisis and set a bunch of intentions and then just hold on for dear life when nothing goes as planned.
If you like lofi everyday adventures, or psychedelic space adventures, or watercolor travel journals, you will be pleased to learn that you can find all of those things here. This blog also features cats and plants, some real and some imaginary.
Oh and my goal is to publish 3 blog posts per week in 2026. Thanks for stopping by!

Yesterday the temperature rose above freezing for the first time in weeks, and the cat and I spent some time outside, investigating the rows of icicles forming along the new gutters, and the deepening tracks of the rabbit road. The snow was melting in soft, wet heaps, and the cat made nose prints and paw prints while the sun shone out of a clear, blue sky.
We had company last week and through the weekend, which ratcheted both the cozy festivities and my usual holiday stress to new heights. I miss having that full house, but I think we’re all glad that things are back to normal.
Whatever that means.