Look, before they disappear

I come back from the market laden down with these and in moments they’re gone. Tom is the main culprit – three or four at a time. This was painted in one of my new hand-made sketchbooks. Although not as gorgeous as books made by proper bookbinders such as Roz, nonetheless there is a deliciousness to a sketchbook made by my own hands filled with creamy deckle edged watercolour paper with hand-painted endpapers and my name blind-embossed on the cover. However I’m not too sure that all this preciousness isn’t a hindrance to creativity as one really has to steel oneself to paint or draw in the thing.Well now the first drawing is done, hopefully I'll stop feeling intimidated and just fill up the pages.