March was not an inspiring month for me; I finished no paintings and my drawings turned on me.
When I tell people that I draw and paint the response is often, "Oh nice, that must be so relaxing."
To which I grimace and think to myself "bloody idiot!"
There is nothing relaxing about drawing or painting at the level that I attempt to, and there is no pleasure in it either, but there is enormous pleasure in having finished a piece, especially when it works.
April's started off much better than March - it felt good to have finished this drawing.