Whenever I draw, I usually have that tingle of inspiration.
Lately I’ve been running dry. Dry in adventure, dry financially, dry in the love life, dry for advertisements of life.
I need to conk out of it. Conk out conk out. Wake up, Antonette.
Well, I’m just glad that having a good amount of space on my notebook.
Dear you, I am working on my life. I need something to tingle my humor. Look at the bright side, I am exercising to doodle on you. Hopefully, I’ll get your look right.
