I forced myself to go to Prospect Park and draw this tree. I wanted to be a bit lazy but I got on the train anyway with my drawing stuff and strolled until I found this tree which looked not so easy to draw. Even when I’m not in the mood, I always try to bring my A game. Sometimes drawing is like being in a band that plays the same set list every night over and over on the road. It’s easy to phone it in once in a while. My nervous body and brain don’t allow for that. If only.
