Today I finished a drawing that I realised harks back to angry days’ drawings.
Since my mother’s death, the ‘fucks’ and ‘cunts’ have begun to reappear.
This one is called ‘They’ll Knock You For Six’.
It’s a good expression, even though I’m not sure who’ll knocked or who’ll be doing the knocking.
On a brighter note, Today’s good thing, which actually occurred yesterday, was a visit by a nice young man called Daniel.
He’s an illustrator and knows a bit about various kids of book binding, one of them involving a sewing machine.
He’s popping in next week to give me a lesson in binding.
That’s something to look forward to.
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