Is life a quest for the perpetual 'golden fleece' or is it just a daily grind that, like a pencil sharpener, leaves us, in the end, a short little nib without much of a point? Hmmm. Such an existential question and so well-worded even I am pausing now to give a little think. Here's another 9 by 6 inch gel pen drawing on medium bond acid-free paper for your perusal. Hey, maybe try rubbing two words together until you get something like a spark. Yeah, just keep rubbing. Miracles happen, I've heard. But is it Original Jones Art? Only time will tell here in the dust bowl capitol of the world, Austin, Texas.