There’s little more adventurous when you sit at your drawing table then to draw a blob and see who emerges from it. Is it a crouching cat lurking on that little mouse in the corner of your studio? Or is it a sorrowful bird? Yesterday evening they both emerged from a set of blobs….

The funny thing is that I never intended to draw a sad bird…it’s that little white spot under his eye that makes him sad, I think…simply a small patch that didn’t catch any watercolor…

To make him happy, I gave him lovely tail feathers…I swear he flew off cheerfully again! And I don’t know if I imagined it, but I think I heard him sing a lovely wake-up song outside my bedroom window this morning…