Pondering away.

A curse and a blessing. I’m well aware of the overabundance of opinions outlining our unhealthy dependence on these weapons of mass distraction. So I don’t have any delusions that I can add anything new to the perspective. I just get so tired of the cycle of it all sometimes. The reflexive need to scroll feeds, the unending vomit of the news cycle, the constant battle as a parent trying to navigate reasonable parameters on screen time for my son. Bleah. Too much some days. I’ve certainly made changes to my habits to curb how much I check my phone. But it’s a rabbit hole always waiting. Always near.

Part of my motivation to do these journal comics is an effort to establish more creative habits and reflective exercises in my routine. Think about things. Make things. Although I recognize the irony of posting the stuff I make on the internet because you inevitably end up always checking on it to see how it’s doing. Sigh.

Right?

I think Vonnegut was onto something with that phrase. I need to keep the pug doodle quotient up so please enjoy a couple of ink and watercolor renderings of my dear little goblins to end this post…

This is Anchovy. And he’s anxiously watching…

…Skipper, who’s chewing on Anchovy’s favorite toy, purely out of spite (Skipper actually doesn’t really care for chew toys.)

Thanks for reading this week’s entry. It is so very much appreciated.