Testing out some digital brushes by Paolo Limoncelli while trying to scowl at myself in the mirror.

A busy Summer at work has just about fried my brain to a crisp, so I’m grateful that Central Park is always waiting–beckoning me to sit on a rock, and sketch, and breathe.

My niece just had to have this crazy burlesque piggy bank when she saw it in an antique store.

Request from a coworker, and possibly the most important thing I did at work last week.