There’s nothing quite like waking up early on the weekend and going into the woodshed to work with old pine and hand tools.
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The drawing, above, came to me the evening of the first presidential debate of the year. The more I think about it, the more I believe my imagination was begging me to back a bag and run to the nearest pond with pole and stool in hand for some peace.
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I’ve turned my last sketchbook into a 47 page PDF jam packed with robots, watercolors, and plans on how to build the best pepperoni pizza.
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