Little Sketches

I've got a small notepad I carry with me on Sundays that I do little sketches in. Nothing major here...just a few little guys. Most of these are pretty old too, I found some I'd scanned a while ago and figured I'd post them up. What's cool about digging up old sketches like these is that they're much like little journal entries...a mere glance at one conjures up where I was at, who I was with, how I was feeling at the time...The memories conjured up are fairly vivid as well, almost as evocative as coming across a nostalgic scent. I wonder why it's these little sketches that cause that within me, and other, more finished, drawings I dust off I can hardly remember ever working on. Odd.

Oh. A friend and I are starting a podcast soon....