Every week I publish these little sketches with a promise to myself that I’ll do better next week.
Next week I’ll devote a bit more time and thought to what I produce.
Next week my drawings will have more depth…intensity…contrast…or at least more size.
Then suddenly it’s Wednesday night again.
Or Thursday, already.
Intentions are long; time is short.
Last night, too tired for my usual evening walk with the dogs, I loaded them in the car and took them to Fox Lake for a swim. While they waded in the cool water and wandered the woods and beach and camping area, I did a couple quick sketches.