sketches

Day three hundred and six: Today at work I was asked to track down the “precise title” of an artwork that has, for two decades, been titled “untitled.” A colleague and I joked how often we see artworks called “untitled” followed by parentheses and a descriptive title. So when, for lack of mental focus, I scrapped a sketch after a Hans Holbein drawing of a unicorn, and began mindlessly doodling with Caprica riding the thumb holding the digital pen, I knew exactly what to call this abstract muddle.