My psychiatrist stopped by work today. Thought I’d turn it into a sketch.

I sketched my latest barely recognizable caricature while catching up on some late night TV.

This is just on paper, but about 20 years ago I painted this exact same Bugs Bunny pose on my bedroom wall.

My mom loves these posts! (Sorry mom.) A’feared of getting rusty, I found a sketch group that meets twice a month. There’s no instructor, so it doesn’t quite provide the same level of feedback as my usual class, but it doesn’t hurt to take the training wheels off once in a while.