Wednesday started as a complete chaos day.

The morning rush was even worse than usual when I brought my daughter Dahlia to school. And the ride back? Even worse. Just 4.5 kilometers turned into a full-blown obstacle course through the city. Traffic jams, blocked roads, hunting for side streets — even on a scooter, it was a struggle.

The afternoon offered a brief pause: lunch together with Dahlia. During our meal, we talked about Live Lines. She wanted to see the drawing from last time again.

Her response?

“Why didn’t you use more colors?”

Ten minutes later, I was holding her carefully curated pencil case — and a promise: I’d use her colored pencils for tonight’s stream.

After dropping her off again, I rushed to the office. The city had quieted down a bit, but still enough delay to make me just too late — the doors were already locked. No key. My options?

1. Hope someone would come out

2. Do the broadcast outside in the floating park by the office

3. Or head back home and stream Live Lines from my studio

I chose option three. I took a longer but faster route to avoid traffic — more kilometers, but 10 minutes shorter than the earlier ride to the office.

Back in the studio, old drawings were still lying around and the product photo tent was right in the middle of the room. No time to clean up. Five minutes until showtime. I rushed upstairs and set everything up as quickly as I could. Four minutes late, I finally sat down at the coffee table — way too small for the paper I was using. Not ideal. But: deep breath — GO!

First word: “Claw.”

A hairy hand? Tough one. Especially without a warm-up. I usually doodle a few circles to loosen up my hand, but this time I had to jump right in. The claw turned out somewhere between a bear paw and a spiky shadow — let’s call it a starter sketch.

Next up… “Cone.” Again? The same word as last time, drawn from 40 different slips. That felt really random. Or does coincidence influence itself sometimes?

This time, I gave it a twist: the cone was pressed into a mushroom. It oozed out through the cone. So did my nose, by the way. (We’re all human — sometimes you just have to blow your nose.)

And then disaster struck.

I leaned forward and accidentally pulled both the laptop and cameras off the table. Everything disconnected. Fortunately, the sound was off — your ears are welcome.

After some fumbling, everything worked again, but I forgot to turn the sound back on. Luckily, an alert viewer noticed. Thank you!

Last word: “Donut.”

Perfect timing for Dahlia’s colored pencils. A pink and purple donut with sprinkles appeared on paper. A better tribute to her? Impossible. It’s one of her favorite snacks. I even managed to explain how sprinkle patterns can suggest the roundness of an object — randomness with logic.

We finished just past the hour mark. It felt like a small victory after such a messy day.

Do you have a word you’d love to see come to life on paper?

Submit your word for free via the Live Lines page. Each month, I pick one word from all submissions. The winning entry receives an original mini-drawing as a gift.

The next episode, Live Lines #6, is on June 11 at 8:00 PM (CET).

We’ll vote on the medium again. See you there?