Wow, I was packing up some really really old sketchbooks for my move and came across these drawerings, circa 2003 to 2005.
I seem to remember being underemployed with lots of free time back then, exploring San Francisco on my bike. It was moments of contentment and discovery among sustained periods of anxiety and existential dread. There could have been worse ways to spend my late 20s.
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| Only one painted lady makes it to the finish. Alamo Square Park. |
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| Botanical Gardens, Golden Gate Park. |
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| The backyard of my Lincoln Way pad. |
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| I feel like the sun may have set, cutting short this drawing session. Palace of Fine Arts. |
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