I don’t know what the er, fudge, I’m doing
Fudge is a nice euphemism, isn’t it? Instead of harsh profanity, you get a remembrance of chocolate delight, maybe days in the kitchen as a child, helping with the stirring of candy, sun shining through the curtains….I went off on a tangent I guess. Picasso (at least I think it was Picasso), said “Inspiration can…
Plenty of Inspiration
For the drawing I’m working on.