For two weeks I have not had the chance, nor the inclination to do any art work. My Grandfather had come home for Hospice, passed and then I was stricken to bed with the worst strep-throat. ( I’ve had it twice in my life) So for two weeks my pencils lay idle. So finally after visiting the acupuncturist for the second time in a week, I felt normal. ( I use that term very loosely)
So in a flash of inspiration I saw my reflection and thought, well …”There’s a happy gal…” And captured my self the best I knew how. With a pencil.