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New Sketchbook—Page 1

I wanted to christen my new sketchbook with something that reflected how I felt.

Here is my life, organized, yet unpredictable. Fractals reach out, creating order within the chaos of irregular shapes.

This was done with a Sharpie S-Gel 0.7 pen, and was created from 14 December 2021 to 18 December 2021

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