Today I learned a very valuable lesson: Do not, ever, try to open the ink bottle with your teeth. Ever. VERY BAD IDEA, THAT!!!!
Spinning wheels, spinning wool and spinning round round (baby, round round!) often make appearances in fairy tales, and it’s about time I drew some, I thought to myself today, wiping ink off my face, hands and desk.
I’m still two whole days behind and not that many days left for catching up. With my mother coming to visit and hopefully taking the table climbing, chair moving child off my hands, I’m hoping to get stuff done this weekend. Future’s looking rosy, with a tint of spilled ink. Did you know it doesn’t taste all that good?