Just like with a written journal, the thoughts and ideas do not always come easily. In fact, at the moment, it can be really hard.
Some days I am just phoning it in. Because it is hard, after a hard day to think of something “good enough” to draw that represents my day when they are not all good in lockdown.
I spent a Saturday pampering myself with a well overdue foot soak and pedicure (treat your self). I played with some brush markers, which I need to practice.
An energised Sunday saw me actually get a lot of exercise, drawing and tasks done… with a few drinks along the way.
A welcome video call with my sister, BIL and niece. Not the same as in person, but still.
Today I just felt like the duck skimming over the water who has finally had enough of pretending they are skimming over the water.
I have fallen in to using pour over coffee this year given getting to a cafe is a challenge at best. I love my morning coffee.
The simple task of taking our rabbit Frank to the vet takes me out of the isolation zone to spend 30 minutes waiting in a car park while he gets his routine check up
A surprise care package from a friend in isolation… the happiness lasted but the treats did not.
The days when I don’t feel like drawing, or the inspiration is not obvious, sometimes result in more creative work.