The birds ate my homework.

Everything reverts to normal tomorrow. Thank goodness. The end of last year was a bit manic what with my bird challenge so other hobbies have taken a back seat. Classes start again tomorrow, so I thought I'd do a bit of drawing so my art teacher wouldn't think I'd done nothing at all. I'd love to be the sort of person who feels totally comfortable with a pencil in my hand and a blank sheet of paper in front of me. I've been having a go at pen and wash recently. This is a copy of a drawing (of a building in Norwich, apparently) by an artist who rejoices in the name of Ptolemy Dean. His style appeals because it hides a multitude of sins.