woke up, fell out of bed, dragggggggged the comb across my head.
following the theme of this week of sketching – i was lost in thought staring out my window when i noticed the light on the plant leaves. this plant has probably outgrown it’s pot – yet it continues to inch higher to get light. i turn it occasionally to balance out the branches’ direction, though as older, lower hanging branches drop off – the plant adjusts every time i try to keep it honest.