That first cup of coffee is everything as the day begins. Nothing was possible until that vessel graced her hands. Laid back in the winged back chair she looked like a small child as she contemplated what the day would bring.
Fluffy pink slippers just peeking out from beneath her long terry robe was her identity for that day. She pulled back deeper into the wingback chair, warming her hands saying nothing.
This is a pen/ink one line drawing is on heavy bond paper 14×17in.
The Drawing Journal depicts every day life studies that are congruent with the time and place in which they were created.