Fissh.
Dragonfly.
We are inside a tepee.
Time marches on
Well. Two months to the day since my last post here. Shame, shame, shame. Yes, I’ve been quiet. Often when somebody is quiet it means they’re up to something. We’ll see if that is, in fact, the case.
As reported last time, my job is indeed drawing to a…
Ooooookay.
All these are at Renga Arts in Sebastopol.
Holy scrap metal, Batman.
More Amiot.
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