My first charcoal


Like many, I try to cope with stress by listening to my body. I’ve heard a theory that says depression or anxiety is your body’s way of nudging you in a particular direction. I don’t know how this translates to wandering into Jackson’s, but in any case, who can stay gloomy after buying brand new art supplies?

This is my first charcoal drawing ever. Sort of – the first was a tiny cat in a corner of the page not shown here. This makes time at the laundromat pass quickly. Pretty sure I’ve done it wrong; will have to read some internets on it.