This is also teaching me lots about patience, just trying to get the look of fur takes ages, but it is worth the effort. I have a friend who is a brilliant artist, seeing her work encourages me to stretch myself. I've also found myself really looking at things, anything, noting its shape, where the shadows and reflections are. It was the same with the tree stump, bark is all knobbly and uneven, I wasn't sure how to capture that, but then just let the pencil do the work, just light scribbles and then a little more shading here and there. I always put the sketch down and leave it for a while, then go back to look at it.
It's not been a bad day, flat is tidy, for a change. I decluttered the under the sink cupboard, found some starch dated 1997! Plus mum's nail polish remover, and I found my tin of wax... was wondering what had happened to that.
The absolute 'must' is sorting out the stash. There is just too much of it for a start. Then there is the airing cupboard... I groan every time I go in there. We, me and my sister did tidy it up after mum died, but there is stuff in there that can now go. My problem is that I can't bend down or kneel down, which makes life a tad awkward.
Tomorrow is a blank sheet, well aside from my morning bath - yep shower is still defunct. I've got grab rails, but really need a new bath, the old one had handles on, and a non slip bit, so may ask my housing association if they can give me something more appropriate.
All for now, just like it to be a tad warmer tomorrow, though it is nice that the horrible wind has died down.