The Sky Is Falling, Fallen

I got a little spasticulated today so instead of making a regular page of one-minute or less sketches, I condensed everything down to 6 by 4.5 inches using nothing but a gel pen. It was an experiment, I guess you could say. Maybe I'm getting too old to walk out onto the window ledge of a skyscraper. After all, I can get vertigo sitting around on terra firma these days. So what is Original Jones Art doing? It's anyone's guess as they walk by the ramshackle house in northwest Austin, Texas and point to the 'funny' sculpture drying in the sun.