It’s me! Yes, inevitably as my pen circles the house in the evenings and all have gone to bed except for him and there is only the fruit bowl on top of the microwave (is that advisable? I keep thinking I should move it…) I finally decide to draw myself. The only available mirror is in the bathroom so I have to draw in the notebook being held in one hand with the pen in the other and try to make sure my head is in the same position each time I look up. The joys of the artist life, I swear.
Ink on paper