Another nappy-wakey day in wonderful Central Texas. Another day where I didn't get a chance to exercise my vocal cords. Another day of old movies, many I've seen several times before. Luckily, I have paper and plenty of pencils and pens. How many of you are in the same boat? Probably more than would ever admit it, right? Funny thing is, I still feel the least bit lucky. I'm still maintaining myself and I can still do something that I think is meaningful. Not everyone can say that, even those who aren't living out their lives in a pain amplifier. This is a 6 by 4.5 inches gel pen with color pencil drawing on medium bond acid-free paper. Original Jones Art gets a bit twisted occasionally in northwest Austin, Texas. But things are sure to change.