when it’s a jar . . . . .

I don’t know how many times I’ve drawn this tray of jars . . . it’s next to the kitchen table — the perfect subject for an after lunch sketch or to while away the time during the last beer of the day . . . . almost Ishiguro . .  bless you!


2 Replies to “when it’s a jar . . . . .”

  1. All these jars can only mean one thing. Winter is coming fast. And on another count, I nominated you for a One Lovely Blog Award. I’m not sure you guys know how things work on this side of the Atlantic, but we’re pretty big on awards. Not sure why that is. I’m blaming it on George Washington. Nothing personal.

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