There are days which we all want to forget and days which we fight to remember. And then there are the ones that just pass by and we tip our hat to them, but let them go their merry way without a single word spoken. Today seemed one of those silent days. Not much was planned, E. and I might go to a lecture given by Andrew Young tonight, but otherwise its just more of the usual relaxing after a long week.
I have been working on my Icarus shawl a bit more, no real picture worthy progress though but it is coming along. I have also been drawing more, currently I'm working on a large pencil sketch of an old man's face. I think I'm going to call it Man's Veil, alluding to the passing away of the human body ( this fits because I've made the skin look almost cloth-like ). I have yet to take a picture of this, and hey look the sun is down! which means the light is gone and I like my drawing too much to take it with indoor light only. (Plus its upstairs and I'm feeling lazy )
Although I did take a picture of something else I made...look clay ducks! I remember making a whole series of them a long time ago and I'd line them up by size. Thinking of making more, maybe selling them? Or just for fun, who knows with me. Well tell me what you think. You know how I love comments...I really do... hint...hint
