

The funny thing about being the artist is that, at least for me, I feel entitled to walk on top of my drawings if I feel like it. And this weekend, with my precious floor space given to drawing paper, it was sort of a necessity. Actually, I get kind of a kick out of walking on them. Like -- You're not the boss of me!
After the day of drawing was done, I felt like playing around a bit and whipped this drawing of Scott. Pretty good resemblance, if I do say so myself:
