Another damn clock! Not sure about this blogging, kind of a bother to write things. Not sure it adds much to the post. On the other hand, sketches only seem a bit insubstantial… I just don’t know what to do, better take a break.
I always loved this postcard series. I remember buying them on the boardwalk in Cape May. They were the Norman Rockwells of the cat community, if their was such a thing. I think that’s why I liked them, to believe that there was actually a humanized cat world somewhere, and they all behaved like the Cleavers. Even though there would be the normal chaos of mixing personalities, no one was terribly unfair, abusive, neglectful, or shaming. Parents showed up, and siblings carried their weight.