This afternoon, I finished my sketchbook for The Sketchbook Project. There were not plans to do one this year. The blank book is often a stressful deterrent. Usually more time is spent staring at it and wondering where to start than actually working in it...too much pressure. However, they were offering a discount on it via Facebook over the summer, so I caved. It arrived in mid-July and sat on the table collecting dust while I worked in a sketchbook that wasn't getting sent in for others to see. Then August came. With school starting it got buried underneath other books and projects. Then a few weekends ago with work being over-the-top busy and my mom being in town (since the middle of August by the way) I went into the art room, closed the door, and tried to find some semblance of serenity.
A literary evening
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