Life has got very busy these last few weeks, and I continue along with the blind line drawings. They have become a sort of meditation for me, an activity for which there is no hoped-for end result and therefore no pressure.
The drawings have morphed a bit over time, as my hand develops a memory for the shapes and lines. Some of the coloured-in bits I can also now do without looking, an interesting development.
Where will this practice take me? For the time being I just keep drawing and watching and waiting.