self portraits


i do must add though, there are much happy things
and beauties. generosities. laughters.
just did not quite make it into these doodles.
anyone who have doodled extensively will tell you:
the pen/pencil leads you, not your brain! haha.
perhaps it is the aftermath of more paper works.
but! rest be assured. things are well and love to you all.
your monkey, not paying attention (doodoodoodling)

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  1. AnonymousMay 19, 2010 at 9:07 AM

    clever pen! lovely. to more happy things on the next page..

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