When I decided to draw or paint a self-portrait every day of 2016, it seemed like a relatively simple undertaking. That’s only 365 drawings after all. Only one drawing a day for 12 months.
How hard can it be?
But when you fall ill in month one, you realize the answer: quite hard!
Tonight, as my cold started to really take hold, I just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep. But a commitment is a commitment, so I made myself paint this first. (sorry about the eyes but I can’t keep them open!)
Interestingly, I had seen a watercolour selfie on another website and admired the light touch and subtle colours. I decided to try to achieve something similar.
I didn’t. Instead I did this.
It’s neither light nor subtle, but I’m not discouraged by that. I think it means I really do have my own artistic voice, even if I often doubt it.
Now I am going to crawl into bed and sleep for England!