My favorite number is 1. Why? When I was young, I was small for my age. I played a few different sports, and the smallest shirts usually had the smallest numbers on them. I usually ended up with the number 1 on my shirt. When my grandpa would come to a game, he would cheer for me and say, "Let's go number one! You're number one!" His cheering meant so much to me that when I was able to start choosing my own number in sports, I stuck with the number one.
I made another register button (See Day 60) today at work:
Guess where I got my inspiration from ;)
I originally thought I would have a different drawer today, so I made this one first:
After work, I stopped at Walmart to check if one of my memory cards was there (I may have lost one!), and had to stand in line for a bit. I looked around and tried to find things to draw. I had to really stretch to get something, but I tried using the scribble drawing exercise to help me see interesting pictures in my not-so-interesting surroundings. Here are a few things I came up with:
Wolf-thing.
Grasshopper-ish bug.
I got this idea from some patterns in my curtains.
I drew this frog at work:
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