This was a sheet I used to clean the tip of my gel pens on for awhile. I had drawn the central figure early on and then used it as described. I sat it aside and almost discarded it until I looked at it again. I thought to myself that we are all floating amongst debris. The debris that surrounds us physically, the raw unsubtle debris of lost love or lost hope, the debris of uncertain memory both good and bad. I sometimes think we all have more of the latter than we do of the former but I can only speak from personal experience. This is a 7 by 9 inches gel pen drawing with color pen and pencil added. It's another bit of visual debris from the hand of Original Jones Art as he contemplates a dwindling reality in northwest Austin, Texas.