Inktober 2022: Nest

Nest

The goal, as last year, was to put up even the stuff I thought was crap. I’m happier when I do an underdrawing, trying to decide if I should continue to force myself to practice not doing them.

I miss those halcyon days of community goals. We’d work together to build, to remove, to create, to destroy, and in the end we’d stand together, over our work, beer in hand, clinking the glass against your neighbor’s and hearing others do the same.

The groups we formed, young and old, strong and experienced, to complete the hefty work of living together, existing together, forced to accept each…