The first day of Summer and after such a wet week the promise of the longer evenings and some sunnier days have opened a lighter space in my mind. And in to this space creeps the longing again for drawing, the soft call of pencil on paper. Its seductive appeal, something that I have written about before, is not to be ignored. This week my easel will be gently dusted, my pencils sharpened and lovely paper bought.
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