
After feeling so tired yesterday, I went to bed telling myself that I wasn’t going to draw this morning.
But after waking up at 3.00 am, putting some washing on, feeding a couple of expectant-looking cats and making some tea, I found myself in front of my mirror again, reaching for my lovely red Neocolor II crayon.
In the end, it was easier to draw than not to draw this morning.
I’m planning a day mostly in bed to see if I can placate this bone-deep weariness a little.
