Somehow my thoughts turn to Spring right after the first of the year, and I don't even live in an area of freezing temperatures and snow to justify the obsession. There is even an unfinished butterfly person type thingy illustration on my table begging to be finished. Moe was actually done the latter part of last year when, out of the blue, Pugs became a momentary fixation. I know there's a story in him somewhere, but the illustrations are getting the better of me. Sketches are scattered everywhere begging to be a finished piece of art. I better get started......
Once I get started, it's hard to stop. Once I stop, it's hard to get started.....