One-hundred days into the New Year. One-hundred days and one-hundred sketches. I feel pretty good about that. I picked up a new sketch book to start tomorrow.

Not too long ago Jenna sent me a picture of a tattoo she wanted to get. It said "All the stars in my sky for you." Its from a piece of work by an artist she likes. The first time I read it I swore it said "all the stars in my sky fall." I've always liked that as a better phrase. So I had this image in my head of a man looking up and then falling stars all around him. I think this came out really well.