I am a bit trapped in my sketchbook lately. I am always on the run and it so easy to have quick converations with. I enjoy my time in my book, but every so often I catch myself thinking about it as a plan for new work. I hate it when I do that, it ruins it for me. No need to plan, if it is meant to it will appear again on its own, it will. I think I may be in a bit of a funk, or just lazy(last weeks word that I was too lazy to illustrate) Or just overwhelmed by the messiness that is my studio. Anyway I am hoping something is coming, no need to plan. I will just take each summer days as it beautifully comes and meet it with book in hand and sand on feet.