The Bun, not much to say about this doodle except that it was born because a woman had walked by while I was sitting at a cafe. I suddenly was intrigued by her hair bun, It was so tiny and tight and just looked so restricted. But then she had these tendrils floating and framing her hairstyle nicely. Then I noticed the larger tendrils in the front of her hairline they seemed so out of place like they were demanding attention and needed to be seen. They flailed about a little more violently in her fast and quickened pace. She was a woman on a mission and so was her hair, and I a mere person on the sidelines thinking way too much maybe. But it was fun and now I have this memory of the woman with the tight bun.