Edward Lear

….was nowhere near ….Scan 87

…then Pete Gutteridge came thru the door in a far from coherent state… he’d not been able to sleep last night after dental surgery and needed herding towards my door (exit) and his bed (entry)….

…completely stuffed my train of thought…

…now I’m peeing green.

….(this doesnt even make a weak attempt at rhyme or rhythm)….

…(apologies to Edward Lear and poets everywhere)

A Trail Of Notes To Self

..note to self…

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…note to self…

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…note to self…

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…and eventually enough time to address those notes to self….

 

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…have been fascinated with the way the Japanese draw waves for ages… reducing them to simple lines for wood cut or brush stroke… also intrigued by other folks take on the idea, the rabbits, the Mickey Mouse hands….

…might as well give it a whirl…

…when I’ve got time…

… must make a note to remind myself.