
I just used a pencil for today’s drawing. I wondered about adding some colour, but wanted to keep things simple.
I found myself revealing a little more about my habits and routines than perhaps I intended — talking about my need to use a pencil to its stubbly end and how I’ve developed a routine of saving the old stubs in a jar — with another for the shavings.
The new insulated mug is present again, not quite fully on the page. The new chicken illustrated tray-mat too. Both feeling much more familiar — enjoyable even – to draw.
The text reads:
Drawing with the stub of my pencil at 5.00am. I’m reluctant to let it go,
bobut I can’t sharpen it any more (sic). I have a jar where I keep the old stubs


