
Sketch of the day in my monologue art journal is of fabulous Felicity the Flamingo. She says it’s time to travel. She’s packed her bags and ready to go…

Sketch of the day in my monologue art journal is of fabulous Felicity the Flamingo. She says it’s time to travel. She’s packed her bags and ready to go…
October 31, 2015 at 01:03
Sorry about that. Poor thing. he missed you. “Cikak” I imagine mimicks the sound they make? Like tongue clucking.
October 30, 2015 at 03:38
He’s called Cicak here. He was all black and crispy when I found him a few days ago. I’ve been away for months!
October 30, 2015 at 00:04
Duly noted. The jungle of Ulu Mudah sounds very Kipling. I’m sorry to hear about Gary. Are Geckos called yak-yak in malay?
October 29, 2015 at 05:36
Larry lives in the jungle of ulu mudah. Gary the gecko lived in my flat in kl but he recently died of old age.
October 29, 2015 at 00:41
Er… Let me flip through my e-notes… flip, flip. You are quite right. Jack is a distant cousin of Frank’s. (Hard to keep track) I am not familiar with Gary and Larry. Does Gary have a cousin named Yak-yak in Bali?
(See? We are already building a story. Or rather the story is building itself before our very eyes)