Here I am posting, as promised, a sketch that I am not fond of but at least I did it. I was out of town and it was the weekend so it would have been easy to make the excuse to skip this day...only day 2 and already I am struggling with myself over doing sketches. The strange thing is, I really DO want to do these, but when it comes time to start one, I get weirded out. As if this is some big deal and if I don't do it just right my life will skid off track. Very odd. I keep telling myself to just do it, just do it...when I finally get my ass down and start doing it, it's great fun, so why all the pressure on myself?