Cruised up and over Bald hill on my bike looking for a place to draw but the light wasn’t great so I settled for a bench atop the Phoenix Lake Dam and discovered my drawing pad had dissolved! Funny story. In my rush to get out the door I stowed it under my cycling jersey and that apparently wasn’t the smartest move. My sweat melted the paper. I literally had to peal paper pulp off my back. Lesson learned, Jerseys are not archival storage.
On the upside enough paper survived to do a little watercolor doodle. Maybe that’s not the right word. sweatcolor doodle. Yeah that’s more accurate.
