Another brain dump moment. The lower left is a very slapdash attempt at a self-portrait. The upper right is NOT the Tardis. It resembles a port-a-potty in space. The others... standard wolfish doodles.
I keep racing the clock every night. It's costing me sleep. I've been anxious as all hell because I felt like I had far too much work to do and no time to do it.
Enough. I hereby give myself permission to go back to doodling and practicing.� No more self-imposed panic, for now.
On a more upbeat note... I now have a fun new toy that, once I get it set up, will make the practicing much more enjoyable. Thank you, Wuffy!
