love liz's tree. and her drawing.. break it, bend it, bash it... on and on...

I should be responding, to maus, to Waterford/Wedgwood dissolving before our eyes, to yet another day in the steady decline of western civilization...

but... "mimosa embodies happy thoughts in these times of frantic desperation" ... or.... something like that.

2 sketches for the project, poster... program cover.. possibly handbill.... very rough, WIP...

they are, so far... far too easy, too safe so still loose, and bored already with... not even so good as to be sweet and simple even.. just... imitations. I was starting to love something here, but got lost.... so it goes.