I could NOT find my cat this morning. It made me really nervous because he’s almost 18 (human) years old and I read that when cats are about to die they hide. So, naturally I freaked out. Turns out he was hiding in my closet napping.
Any hoo, there’s supposed to be a party at my house this weekend… Guess who’s not excited? Me!
Well, I’m about to do some printmaking sketchbook pages and here are some of my inspirations:
Obviously I love 19th century art.
I’ve Just decided that I want to have artist of the day posts. DROOL.
Au revoir