Usually I commit to something in my head and then I start drawing.
In my head, the sky is blue, the grass is green and cats are orange.
I have a fear of letting my mind wander. I'm afraid it might not come back.
If you are patient...and wait long enough...Nothing will happen
When you're through with your cat, you can't throw it in the trash.
Nothing spoils lunch any quicker than a rogue meatball rampaging through your spaghetti.