Day 15. August 2. GoodSquirrels (pencils). Missed a day of “a little art every day” because as I walked my dog (the last thing I do before sitting at the drawing table for the night), my dog discovered three abandoned, hairless squirrel babies. Long story short, I spent the night awake, immobilized, trying to warm the poor dehydrated creatures up so I could get fluids into them. (I later discovered their mother had been electrocuted on an overhead power transformer.) In any case, this all happened three days before my theatrical show, “The Heist” opened (a silent stage comedy about three gangsters and a pig), so that may have been somewhat influential as to the subject matter of this piece.