Sisters - 2024 05 28

 

Graphite, pencil crayon on mylar - in progress

Everything I do is done in the smallest increments of time, knowing that an interruption is predicted and likely sooner than I would like.

It is a luxury to have back to back hours, time for rest, meals, socializing, and back to the drawing board. It is even more of a luxury to have real estate - square footage of studio space dedicated to creative works - 

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