I met some local Sketchbook Skool students to do some outdoor sketching by the Berkeley Marina. We scratched that plan - too cold and windy. So we went to Leila'*s, a cozy cafe in Berkeley and did our sketching indoors

Oh, did I mention that before I broke my wrist I broke the big toe on my right foot? Did that about a week before. Yep, two visits to the ER at Kaiser Hospitalhe wrist.wo zep

Just call me Lefty

Today marks the third week since I broke my wrist and changed my life, temporarily. Luckily I didn't break the other wrist which is my dominant hand. Despite that dominance thing, however, daily life has been turned upside down. I learned that I can't cut an orange which of course meant I had to eat that slice of cake sitting in the icebox. Darn!

I can't drive - doctor's orders. I can't work - my bosses orders. It isn't all bad, in fact I can catch up on my reading, spend more time with my cats and sketch. So
I'll try to document this journey in my sketchbooks.  And try to remember to post the drawings here.

Tony

RIP Tony Maurovich

Tony was a beloved member of The Catholic Voice news paper, where I work. Yesterday I attended his funeral.

He looks far better than this drawing. Forgive Me Tony