I wonder where it’s going…
Caught this illusion on my way back from dinner with an old friend, right next to the Harvard grounds. Something about being here makes me want to feel brilliant, so tuned in with life, and purpose. But, then, I’m just waiting for the bus.
What does my shadow know that I don’t know?
Toasting our new home with the taste of our old home.
Like a little furry Eloise. Between apartments for two weeks, but we were lucky to find a cat-friendly hotel!
So I'm settling into this new life in Boston pretty well.
I am trying to start a sketch and see if this warm grey block will get longer than this.
Design is how it works.