play us a slow song

i realise i'm not showing much of my drawing going on. there are simple reasons for not doing so: i simply cannot publish here before it appears... there. i have created a new pinterest board however, where i will let grow 'my' homes collection. bear with me on that. 

which doesn't mean there's not a lot of drawing going on anyway, aside from planning summer holidays, finding my final way through cartoon pages before long, the daytime job, the physiotherapist straining a pulled muscle, tiny sickness... spring drill, you know?  

most of this also relating to rather taking it easy then trying to do it all. chaos is a fickle thing, especially if unattended to and playing in the mind only. it leads me to unpretty inertia whence physical exercise seems to be the most reasonable way out.

just last weekend joe jackson was squealing from the kitchen radio to play us a slow song. that elegant eighties album sprang to mind and memories of jackson in an open air concert. you never think how you're gonna feel about stuff decades later, now do you?

this awareness occasionally overrides anything i do. from wishing my life'd been completely different to feeling quite happy with what i've got are just two parts to a show i live every day, like most everyone. and always also playing a slow song when needed.