Lone Beachman, Seagulls
September 12, 2008
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This is where Granny wound up after she left Beverly Hills.

The “Gods of Fibromyalgia” appeased, I seem back to what is normal for me. The Wacom collects dust though.

Decided to do some house cleaning on the ole’ “sketchbook what be on the web” tonight. Seems I’m always undoing lapses in judgment here; meanwhile I’m digging around in the old negative box again.