
Listening to “Still Life” drinking tea and wondering if I’m not seeing well.


A couple of hours spent drawing in the small hours while listening to the end of The Lost Art of Letter Writing.
Trying to find my way. Step by step. Mark by mark. Drawing by drawing. Not seeing any distance ahead. Trusting (or trying to!).
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Yesterday, I surprised myself by making a video for Patreon.
Today, drawing myself from the video feels like enough.


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I think it’s been a week since I realised that I was in an ME crash and stopped trying to do much of anything. I’m not sure that I’m feeling any better. Am I worse? Or maybe noticing better how things really are?

Edit: My ME-foggy brain got the date wrong. It was actually *Saturday* 17th October, not Friday 17th.
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