This morning was a very late start as I woke up at 11:30. But once I was up and about I was ready to start painting. So far, I have managed about a painting a day, which has been a great exercise for both technique as well as creative outlet to keep up with this schedule.
Yesterday evening I began working on a portrait of the mother of the young boy I sat next to on one of my bus journeys. I didn't know it at the time, but as mentioned in a previous post his mother was one of the women working at the wool factory.