Sketchbook.

Found an old sketchbook from college today when I was cleaning out my office. I miss having hands that work. Repetitive stress and mousing too intensely for the past 20 years have made my fingers and wrists darn near immobile these days - I can barely stand to write long enough to fill out a check.

Anyway, a friend has encouraged me to take advantage of my little "Chef Mayhem" persona and try to create a run of giclees or prints to sell online. It's been so long since I've been actively involved in creating fine art that I'm not sure I'd know what to do. Maybe silkscreen-type graphic images. Maybe a take on Disney in culture. Hmmm.


Coyote, circa 1989.