One evening I found myself really digging in and overworking the black wool on the head of a sheep.
It was one of those scribbly moments. A sheep flashed on the TV and I blocked it in (I’ve drawn hundreds and hundreds of sheep so I wanted to see if I could do a memory sketch.)
My pen of course dried out! I didn’t feel the need to finish detailing the rump fur.
Before I went to bed that night I cleaned the work off my desk and found this bumble bee sticker. It came in something that I’d bought. (The journal is in storage so I don’t have access to the original to check my back-of-journal-notes as to where I got that bumble bee.)
Bingo Bango, page spread finished.
