I walked into a goofy craft store the other day and bought a couple $1 wooden frames. I couldn’t imagine my drawings feeling comfortable in frames, but I’m warming up to the idea. Cheap, dinky frames seem appropriate.
This is my wife Jessica. I don’t think I’ll ever feel satisfied about this piece, because I know her face so well and there’s no way I could make something that is as beautiful as looking at her face to face.
This is Martin. He is unsuccessful in most things. He’s calloused toward the world, but adores his dogs. He has four dogs: Willy, Harper, Colin and Sarah. They don’t like Martin, but they humor him with licks and tail wags.