Sometime in the winter a couple of years ago, I was commuting to an office in Manhattan and sketching people on the commute. I had also been drawing my cat while at home. To amuse myself, I decided to combine the two ideas, and I found myself with a new fun thing to do.
|Commuting Cats in a NY Winter|
|Strangers on the bus near the Frick Collection on Fifth Avenue.|
I feel they may be interested in one another but very shy.
I also started to draw cats straight out of my imagination.
In my everyday journal writing, a cat-like person has come to stand in for my own psyche, a way to figure out things.
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