This sketch is from spring 2021. It seems a lifetime ago. Back then Niji water brushes were what I was used to when I bought a new water brush. The last Niji I bought (2 weeks ago) was a new variety that broke in two and had a plunger action. I’m not a fan.
Then I found in a box of supplies, packed away for the downsizing, a bunch of old-school Niji water brushes.
I think this marks the turn around for me, that something good and solid can come out of the downsizing—this stash of Nijis.
Or it simply shows I can’t assimilate even one more change because I’ve become a grumpy elder.
You can be sure I’ll pick up a Pentel Brush Pen later today and play with lines, probably on a gridded page. The Pentel Brush Pen has the power to renew.
And then I’ll use some ink or paint with one of those newly discovered Nijis. I have a lot to be grateful for, and the simple pleasure of these two “pens” helps balance me for the work ahead.
But I really do think I’m becoming rather grumpy. (Just a heads up.)