You know what's great about Mondays? How they never fail to disappoint and utterly devastate the course of your arting starvist life until you accept your existence as the Turd of 1000 Failures.
And because my caring capacity was breached pretty much immediately, I did some ink doodles, which turned out a billion times better at a quarter of the effort.
Gotta love my slowly deteriorating ability to draw straight lines.
