Some cloud, a few walkers pass along the disused railway track beneath were we are. The last walker stoops to talk to Rosie, the rest have ignored my salutations. Equipment failure: my pen nib break so ink is applied by using seed heads and other hedgerow debris that comes to hand.
March 3 - 7
Here's the deal:
Wild drawing, constant equipment failure, use stuff from the hedgerow to apply ink. Engage with passers by and Rosie talks to other dogs
Add narrative and colour back in the studio, end of each day.