One of the many things I love about this place is that it gets me to meet all these wonderful, inspiring people, who seed ideas into my head, and move me to chase beauty. A conversation the other day with my lovely friend 
I realized I'd begun shifting into auto-pilot, measuring some of my art in terms of what I can use for marketing. It's an entire thing. My drawing, for instance, has been a little hijacked of late, as I've been drawing each of my characters to put on social media. It's great fun, but it's also easy to slip into a mentality of "Okay, I've only got this much to draw, I'd better do something productive, rather than doodle". And I love to doodle.
Same with photography. So Saturday night, I'd come home from shopping homeware, and was intending to hit the pool to get in a few laps, but when I saw the sky, and inspired by my conversation with Milly about clouds, I said fuck it, grabbed my camera, and set out.
I'm someone who loves looking at the sky, to the point of frequently tripping over myself when I walk.
This one above has got to be one of my favorite buildings in this city, and it's only a few streets from my house. It's so elegant, and tasteful. I think some lawyers own it now, and I'm glad they haven't modernized it. It would be a terrible shame.
Except for me.
'Cause they feel like an ending,
And smell like blood on the horizon.
Or worse,
Feel like cotton-candy world
Which means you and I ain't real.
Not too keen on how this last moon shot turned out. Should've been clearer. I need a bigger zoom. Nevertheless, it was such a creative, fun evening. So I'm thankful for the results, whichever way they've come out.
Here's a cat saying 'hi' for some levity.