Today I had another not-good day. It seems the festive season has gifted me with a sharp lurch into the next phase of perimenopause, and by fuck is it a complete and utter bastard.
I did manage to spend some hot sweaty time in my sketchbook marvelling at how hot and sweaty I am as the temps have plummeted this week. What a remarkable body I have (!)
I’m working out some ideas, and trying to decide on a layout, so lots of rough sketches trying to figure out placement and composition. I have an idea for colour palette, but I didn’t get around to that today.
The bird skull is a skull that I collected myself, and I have painted it in my work a few times, but not for a while, and I am thinking of doing a more realistic version for this project.
Despite the shite day physically, the art feels like it’s starting up again for the new year.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
322/400
Thrummie Bizzum 
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