Maybe it’s an integral part of the process I’ve chosen, but a drawing like this means I spend an hour or two having no idea what I’m drawing or why, and wondering if it’s worth it. And pushing ahead anyway. So maybe that’s just good practice for life.
At last we are seeing mid-day temperatures above freezing. Though the snow is still a couple of feet deep, we can just start to to imagine the first wafts of spring-like air.
Here’s a breeze with the promise of flowers.