This is my mediation. Pen, ink and paper. And a pool of light.
I’ve not been posting much, because of this, working.
A young visitor to my studio took this photo the other day. I wouldn’t even quit working to show him around. So he took this, a window on my work.
I usually don’t wear the glove AND use a guard sheet, but somehow my left hand is leaving enough oil on the paper that it resists the ink the further down I go. I prefer to use the glove, because the guard paper sometimes shifts and smears the ink.
I am gratified to see myself sitting up straight, a posture I have worked hard to achieve, to preserve my neck and shoulders.
Thanks for visiting. Now, I must away.