Old stuff

A few years ago I decided to take a break from writing — not that I was disenchanted with the theater world, oh no! — and got back into drawing. Since I'd graduated from Music and Art high school, where I'd majored in art wayyyy back in the 80s, the only art I did was an occasional doodle like this:



Or a card for family or friends, like the one I made for my mom after I'd helped her paint her office red:



How much do you dig the heart-y head drawing's yellow teeth? I just noticed that...