What would I do without the bits of daily habits? The coffee-stained mugs and random utencils waiting for their bath in the sink. My sketchpad stares at me. LeRoi Moore and Dave providing the soundtrack. Dull pencils around the random eraser. Creativity is supposed to be endless. But even angels need to rest. I cannot think in linear terms. I tried sketching that dry toast. I ate it instead. Small crumbs of daily habits. Words to the writer. Lines and shapes to the artist. Random thoughts to billions of us. Bits of daily habits are the crumbs that make each day worth the time.
