I cleaned up the light map until I acknowledged I was stalling and just went for it. Trying not to overwork and over smooth into nothing. Tis a fine line between textured and just messy. I need to work on my glazing too, but it’s a start. One day I need to find a more forgiving medium than ink. Or maybe order some marker paper. Coloring books bleed like head wounds.
Picked up the last of the packages from the mail room. We’re waiting until the night of the wise men to exchange, but a wrap on the holidays at last.
