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This one almost didn’t happen tonight. I had a very long day teaching guitar lessons, and I taught a class that didn’t end until 8:30. I got home exhausted and saw our monstrous electric bill. Stress. Tomorrow is my estranged father’s birthday. More stress. The gash on my back from this morning when I awoke with a full bladder, wasn’t wearing my glasses, trying not to squish two cats and hit my lower back on the protruding air-conditioning unit. Pain. Two false starts.

I almost didn’t do it at all. I started it and got discouraged. I told my wife that I wasn’t going to do it tonight. Then the shame set in. I HAD to finish. For myself. For you, whoever you are.

I did as half-assed a job as I can possibly allow myself to do without hating myself for it. It’s much looser than the other ones. In some ways I really dig it (the vibrancy, the motion), and in other ways I hate it (dammit! I can do better).

 But I couldn’t leave you without someone to tie your respective Penelopies to the train tracks (tremolo diminished chords ascending in minor thirds…).

A little easier tonight since I had a student cancel his lesson. I spent a lot of time on the drawing, and am relatively happy with it overall. Glaring errors, but I’m having fun.

I bought a couple of new pens that I don’t really need…yet. When I get into art, I tend to hoard art supplies. I guess it’s a good sign

I think he looks a bit like Bruce Campbell. Army of Darkness: Steampunk, anyone?

1- Analog Mustaches

2- Fleshy Knee’d Armadillo

3- Love Faucet

4- Panhandling Weasel

Day one.

Mustache Stamp.

(Future plan to use on business cards, with information on the back in a dot matrix font.)