Book: Sketching Whales/Finding Emily

When I was a kid I questioned God’s existence, and asked my mother about it. Always a woman too tired for words, she reflected, and said, as if trying to convince herself, “…even the Big Bang had to start somewhere.” By blogging these books, bit by bit, they’ll get done. A dream has to start somewhere, where it ends, no one knows.

Sketching Whales, playing with the logo, P Jean Oliver, sketchbook