Sam, Angeline, Jason, Angeline's mom and I metaphorically cracked a bottle of fine champagne over the hull of a new drawing club last night. The evening included drawing, painting, whittling, collaging, drinking and eating easter candy. Hopefully it will become a regular thing.
I got in a serious zone and made about a thousand cut paper pieces. Next week I hope to turn them into patterns, but until then, here's a rhubarb-colored sketch.