I interrupt London to bring you this guy, my canine companion here in Hastings when everyone’s off at work and I’m bumming around drawing, reading, and writing.
His name is Cloudsley Tumbleweed, named after Cloudesley Shovell – an English naval officer whose house happens to reside in this town – but also goes by Clouds, Mr. Tumbles, Weedy, and donut when he’s done something dopey.
It was a lovely day today, so I went out into the garden and decided to do some drawing when he came out and joined me. He even held nice and still while I sketched him. Well actually he fell asleep because he’s an old man. But all the same. Ended up being a really lovely afternoon.