I discover new ways to be sad, and uncover a bizarre concidence in my most recent self-portrait.
I paint a present for my grandpa, and it's everything I wanted it to be.
I take my first stab at a watercolor self-portrait.
I can't stand having so many things to do, and I can't stand choosing between them... but I have to. …
I apply myself seriously to my work post-VONA. It will be an uphill climb.
I mend some clothes, and take photos for the shop.
... I'm getting better at the technical skills of drawing. I did this in about two hours this evening: Compare …