My bubble of happy

Yes, thank you, my new year's resolution of doing a sketch a day is going very well so far. This is the sixth.


Tonight I was practically swamped with contentment. Knowing there were things to be done, yet shutting them away from my consciousness I rolled around in a happy bubble, sponsored by after-workout euphoria and being smitten silly.

Promises broken, promises made.

At the beginning of 2009 I made a promise to draw (at minimum) a sketch a day. Did I, then? Well, no. I started to slip in a few days already.

This year, I'm making the same promise, along with a whopping new sketchbook and a need and will to improve. I want to make drawing a big part of my day to day life again.

Happy new year 2010, everyone - what really drives it home is replacing the oh-nine in your signature with a nice, round one-oh.

Mauno mursu.

Mauno was a very special walrus indeed.

Night of the imperfect doodles

Valkea sokeus

I was inspired.

I'm not the other anything.

I'm me.

Remake.

I'm sick. My dog isn't quite alright either. I needed something to not think about. And there it is!

No perkele.

I had some frustration for dinner, with some anxiety on the side.