Well, the artist at least is hot. Temperature-wise. It’s boiling here in the UK, as little like the traditional British summer as can be imagined. Where’s the rain?
In art: I have been a little slow in doing things, as my normal life has been full of toil and incident, but the artistic will is still there. I’ve got a commission I’m working on sketches for, and an entire sheet of sketches produced in a curry fever-dream. Honestly, I have no idea. They’re called “hoppers” and they look like something Miyazaki left in his slush pile.
Oh, and a nice lady knocked on my door today and offered to buy my unfinished piece “Her Guardian” – the one with James in his Feral shape and Angel at his knees under the red sun. Always been fond of that one.
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