October 12, 2026

i have artist’s utensils
next to my writing spot
[which is also my eating spot
incidentally] i have a pencil with which
to sketch, a few good erasers, a sketch pad
i’ve actually been using, some colored
pencils to the other side,
and even a bag that i got at the art store
that has art all over it, and yesterday
i even gave advice
about art
[to kip, whom i would call
the artist in this house]
that made a piece of art
better

so maybe
i am learning
some artist skills

maybe
you can teach
an old dog new tricks

maybe maybe maybe
i’m not as set in my ways of
‘i can’t draw at all’ as i thought i was…!

October 7, 2026

drawing cats
for catober
figuring out a style?
maybe?
[i don’t know, a majority of my cats so far
look exactly the same as they did
when i was 13]
but at least i’m drawing
and even if i don’t draw
11 other months in the year
i have 31 drawings to show for october
as bad as they are…

i’m always encouraging others to make bad art

why can’t i let myself make bad art?
why can’t i let myself?
why can’t i?

October 5, 2026

tried to write about
some tough stuff

ended up just staring off into space

and playing with the dog

and i did finish it, but i don’t think it had the
spark
of my normal morning poetry
[too much searching for the right term
not enough emotional flow]

so

here i am, trying to write more
trying to find something to get into a flow for

but this morning may be
a morning for normal human needs
food and water and connection and
maybe the creativity
will come at the end of the day

[maybe even in the form of a
colorful catober
finally!]