Old is Gold, or so they say…
My husband unearthed my old art portfolio while bringing the rest of the Christmas decorations from the attic… quite the time capsule from before depression turned into a 10 year drawing dry spell…Nothing like your life falling apart to suck your gifts and joy from you!
Incoming terrible picture quality and a Pokémon card coming in clutch to hide my government name.
I can attest that your gifts never truly leave you, they wait, patiently, you just get a little rusty.












