Aaah. To be off my feet at last.
Several months ago I put up a post titled “Overbooked: A Hedonistic Tale of Excess.” I’m currently working toward a solution for the question posed at the end: where are all the books I don’t have room for on my shelf supposed to go?
Today, I’ve spent about twelve hours on my feet painting what will be the most awesome shelves to ever hold a book. If there are more typos than usual in this post despite it’s brevity that’s because I’m exhausted. I’ve been up ‘til the wee small hours almost every night this week working on my shelves and stuff. I can almost see the finish line.
Too tired to procure a relevant image. But there are a lot of pictures in the post linked above, if you’re into that sort of thing.
Although I guess I could put up the latest drawing Jose posted over at that other blog I sometimes say something at. That would kinda be more relevant, right? Sorta?
Ta-dah! There it is. Gorgeous, ain’t it? It's for a story I wrote called "Of Nothing." I can't wait to see the rest of the images that go with this.
Okay. To bed with me.
Next Time: Prepare to be amazing by my amazing eye for amazing design!