A substitute


I know most of us would probably say that our days do not go as planned. Or maybe it is just me. If I accomplish a fraction of what I set out to on most days, I would usually be pretty happy. Today in the midst of assignments and deadlines, the projects took a back seat to a leaky dishwasher. Next time I will post the drawings I made. Until then late again, I give you a woman from the subway. I kind of like the lines bleeding through form the other side. Until next time. —Dominick

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