...and a character takes shape.
The elevator music in my ear is interrupted and my attention snaps to the business at hand, the post-it doodle stuck on a note about something else.
I come across this a month later and am struck by it. Hmmm.
Some doodles have a life beyond the page. This little fellow seems to have been doing his own thing while I was not paying attention.
Mulling this over, my eye falls on a small packet on the desk. I just received a shipment of paperclay.
It seems such an odd thing to do - taking a cat for a stroll bobbing along on a string above the walker. And in 3-d, it has an improbable silliness beyond the drawing, as though it were more real somehow.
Now I am beginning to wonder where he is heading...
...once around the block in my imagination is a long walk. I wonder where he'll turn up next?
