Much Ado about NOTHING

I don't know why I don't draw anymore. (That's one of my masterpieces above.) I'm not really a visual artist, but I do find the act of drawing to be quite meditative. My philosophy about it is that one can and should draw anything: a shoe, a shirt, a coffee cup, a pineapple, a housefly, even last night's Chinese food carton. But I haven't done it in a while. I've sort of let shutterbugging take its place. But snapping pictures is anything but meditative. It's both a lot more analytical and a lot more dependent on luck. So I think I'll draw something this weekend -- and then maybe take a picture of it.