working on a sunny thursday morning
My little cousin was on the plane with me a couple of nights ago. She saw my sketchbook and asked me, ‘Do you draw every day?’ I immediately said, ‘Yes’. Without even thinking. Even though I hadn’t drawn a thing is days. Was that a lie? Or just circumstances which kept me from what I do most naturally? Today, I drew again for the first time in over a week. And it feels great. And I’m probably going to be drawing every single day until the first week of March, when my next exhibition will be.

i’m taking much comfort in my work. for the next few weeks, it will be what consoles me and drives me forward