I have finally got into Breaking Bad. Didn't know what the fuss was all about until a couple of weeks ago, when I started my slow descent into Heisenberg addiction. And now here I am. The RV has been crushed and Jesse relapsed. 
I use my iPad Pro every day and love the feel of the Apple Pencil on the surface. This was done with the Procreate app -- which seems to be a better match for the Apple Pencil than Paper is. 


I think a lot of us are still grappling with the news of Flaf's passing. He was only 35 and he is leaving behind lessons for all of us to absorb. I was always blown away by his buildings and his cars. Dammit. 
I have been in a drawing funk since the flu last week and am forcing myself to stare at stuff and sketch. Even if it's a sucky little drawing of 10 minutes that makes me ashamed of myself. Last night, I gazed at the floor, and though I had promised myself I would go to bed before 11:00 PM, I couldn't without sketching something. So there it was, my winter pair of fuzzy Crocs that I do not dare wear outside lest I should be fined by the fashion police.