Cleaned up my desk at the studio today, I'm really bad about keeping my workspace tidy. There were piles of paper everywhere, but I did find lots of doodles from meetings/cereal breaks of past. Here is a compilation of desk cluster;
Am I the only one who's desk gets out of control? Nevertheless, when I do finally get around to straightening things up, I get a warm fuzzy feeling inside, perhaps one of those precious little parts of life that is often over-looked.