Wait time at the office

THE ART OF WAITINGDoodles that started with white out

became entities

riding the waves of time

slowly passing. Waiting....

Those long dreary moments when computer traffic is at a peak; if I can't multi-task I doodle. Accidents sometimes create art, no matter how rudimentary or bizarre, that seems to come from hidden places previously unknown.

The medium for these pictures is white out, pen and purple post-it notes. Thanks Tyler for telling
me how to format them.

Since it snowed

I fell down twice since it snowed. Once in the parking lot at work-nobody saw. Once on my own sidewalk, which turned into a miniature, narrow skating rink. Again the fates were on my side and NOBODY SAW! So, why do you ask am I telling you? I guess it's for a couple of reasons. When I said my good-byes, dear friends would say, "don't fall down". I think as much in telling me to "hang in there" as well as acknowledging the fact that I am rather clumsy.