'A bat, flitting in the darkness outside, took the wrong turn as it made its nightly rounds and came in through the window which had been left healthfully open. It then proceeded to circle the room in the aimless fat-headed fashion habitual with bats, who are notoriously among the less intellectually gifted of God's creatures. Show me a bat, says the old proverb, and I will show you something that ought to be in some kind of a home.' - A Pelican at Blandings, by P. G. Wodehouse

This journal is a month and a half late, but I started a full-time job recently with a somewhat lengthy commute, which has cut into my drawing time by quite a bit. I apologise to my commissioners for the delay; I know some of you have been waiting quite a while longer than I'd ever intended to take.

I won't be taking any new commission requests for the foreseeable future. I do have a Picarto account set up now, though, so I may start doing art streams at some point, depending on whether I ever muster the time or interest.