Watching Sesame Street.

Afternoon while the babies nap.

My little koan.

A sketch of my son's toyceratops, Wally Walkdoo.

Thanks to my wife's efforts with the kids and my inconspicuous drawing place, it was just me and the giraffes until twenty minutes after the zoo closed.

"Poppa, you play your trumpet and I will play my saxophone."

The inaugural drawing in my new sketchbook.