Guys, I got a kitten recently. It’s like having a kid, or at least what I imagine having one would be like: always eating, pooping, making tiny noises, and earning my undying love and loyalty. His name is Oberon, he was a stray brought in to our hospital at 9 weeks, and he has already made it into my sketchbook multiple times. He is simply amazing.
I’ve been a flower bomb, a grizzly bear found its way into my sketchbook, I made the cross-eyed cat at work my next best friend, I doodled the ‘Doobs, I learned about cadavers in blue leotards, and I became enthralled by medicinal plant painting. Not a bad transition from April into May Onward to birthday parties and turning a year older very soon.