on not drawing.

I’m taking a deserved day off. I’ve been drawing every day for the whole month of March and (with some family stuff happening today) I need a day to catch my breath. The break will be short-lived, of course, because (a) it’s basically spring now and I can start to see the trees budding and the bugs emerging and the colours replacing the white of the winter snow and (b) I’m registered in a watercolour class tomorrow afternoon and I’m sure I’ll spend about three hours with a paintbrush in hand there.