flinch from me, ye beast, ye hungersome thing! there is nothing in this heart that is yours...

I don't know how many times I've drawn myself in any kind of authentic way. I don't think it's a large number. There is a child-version of me snuck...

I am in the midst of a pair of paintings for Hylozoist, as well as near the end of one more. I should have finished one of them in August, and the other two have been languishing...