I attempted several drawings of my dog Woody tonight. Since I was drawing in ink, I would have to start a fresh drawing every time he move. This proved to be too frequent. Nothing to show except for some practice. I did find two rather delicate pencil drawings in a sketch book from 2011. They were drawn from life when I was visiting my artist friend Stacey Kirby. I had forgotten all about them. It’s like finding old friends.

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