My sketchbook is a mish-mash of sketches, designs, my thoughts, etc. Can you believe I sketched this drawing of Cody in the wee hours of the morning on the first without noticing the un-holy sarcasm he had a day earlier added to the page? (see dreamy icons in upper corner: "Believe in your dreams".) When he woke up I asked him if he wanted to see what he looked like while he slept. He was not pleased. He didn't like it that I stared so intently (at him) unbeknownst to him.
I guess that's the karma he gets for defiling a holy book.
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