Normally, I do a lot of drawing, but right now, my right wrist and I have a deal whereby I leave it to rest and it doesn’t try to fall off my arm. Painful body parts have a way of winning arguments. You can’t out-think pain. If the pain is bad enough, it will always win.
Lacking an ability to draw at the moment, I thought this might be a good time to post the graveyard drawings. The top drawing was the most recent and the one on the bottom, directly above this, was the earliest.
All of these were drawn.
I like the last one best, the next two up almost as much, and the last two (top and immediately beneath it) I think I could do better — and probably will — when my hand agrees with my brain. Tune in, film at 11.