February sixteenth

Quote of the day: “We're each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion trying to emerge into something solid, something real. We've got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there's an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.” (A Great and Terrible Beauty, Libba Bray)

Grey day, might rain.

Hands, though washed several times, are stained with charcoal. Next thing on list to add to art kit--fingernail brush. So I'll look like a dweeb post class (don't I always though?), at least I won't look like I have the plague, or something.
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