After all that has happened over the past few months, its been hard to visit the little universe I've carved from the Ether. I haven't much felt like being my wallaby self lately, I guess. A long time ago, I wrote a little story, about a little kangaroo family going for a trip to the beach, and all the things that happened that day. From the two main characters in that short story, Wendolene and her older brother Willem were born. Those two eventually went on to become a regular book. Then another, and another. there are, as of now, five books starring the brother and sister duo. Five books no one has ever seen, or read.

I've spent a long time making and remaking them, and far too little time letting them go out into the world. For a little while (7 years), I stopped drawing altogether. Everything fell to dust. Forgotten and discarded like an old childhood toy, left behind for greater things.

But one day, I happened upon this place.

So, just to say G'day, I made a little sketch of Willem, the character I identify most with, looking very much the way I feel whenever I meet someone new: as a toddler, feeling very much like he would like to hide behind himself, embarrassed for being out in the open air. Pushed out into the light for all to see.

Willem Wallaby would just like to say: Thanks for all the hugs I've gotten since then.

More art soon.