Susan posted a lovely image of red laundry hanging on a line, and the image swirled around in my head, and got me thinking about how much an image can evoke.
That single image brought back the smell of summer in San Fernando Valley,
laundry brought in and putting my face in the basket of clean clothes
and the smell of warmth held in its fiber, gold hills and oaks.
I sketched this in the middle of Every Day in May, and so many people spoke of freezing when they are drawing. I looked at that. and thought of the ridiculousness of the inner critic to want explorations and practice in a sketchbook to be perfection.
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