I am in a mood. The type of mood that makes me want to draw a huge bubble blowing gal who looks just about to pop that big gloopy mess all into her hair. I think I’d probably laugh if that were to happen. Should I illustrate a second frame? I don’t know. I do know that the more frustrated I am in a day, the more story my girls have to me. Like they become even more real and I can take out all my feeling on them, and they just stay as beautiful as ever. So today, my giant wad of bubble gum is the way I am expressing myself. Enjoy.