Artistic license

This may not surprise you, but art was my favorite subject in high school. Our art teacher was a small ferocious woman prone to outbursts of colorful (ha!) language and looked like a hamster. But she had a heart of gold and thankfully, for the most part, was content to provide us with endless tubes of acrylic paint and paper and pencils and leave us in peace while she processed endless amounts of mysterious paperwork at her desk.


I don't draw so much anymore, probably because I spend too much time on the damn internet and eating delicious foods.