We’re now artists. Yep. Bought some pencils and some drawering paper and some erasers and some sharpeners and some rulers. So we’re artists. Indeed. I dug out a book last night I bought when I was 19. There is an old Japanese carving I once saw at a museum called, “Ghost of a Woman” and I used to want it so badly as a tattoo but I wasn’t sure it would translate from photo to skin, so I put it aside. Anyway, I dug it out and I was flipping through in order to show the image to Toby, and I read the story about the sculpture (it’s a great story), and just like that my desire for it is back. Toby thinks it might be possible after all. With a few tweaks and a few changes, and the right artist, it might just work out. Look at me, I haven’t even healed from the last two and already I am planning this one. It’s contagious, I tell ya. Truly.
In this book, there are other sculptures as well. There is one of a dog, aka
Neko
. I saw it this morning while on the bus. And I wanted to let Resa know, she wasn’t crazy. :) That is all. I must get to work now.
(edited [see comments]: NO dog! A CAT!—Neko means cat).
Mihow 
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