Good Friday (facing West)

...a Saint at twilight, when the lights are low....*

This elderly gentleman was seated across the room, engaged in conversation with friends. An aureole of thinning, curly white hair surrounded his head like a halo, silhouetted against the lowering sun, coming in through the blinds. I only had time for the quick contour drawing.

*Allusion to Love’s Old Sweet Song

Focus objects

A few weeks ago I was homebound, ill; I drew my reading lamp, finding the curve of its adjustable neck interesting.
The lower sketch was influenced by the floral demo included in Ohn Mar Win’s Sketchbook Skool class. I had purchased a few spring bulbs, and was imagining how they would look in April.

Mellow Mushroom lights, with mural beyond

Playing with negative space (ceiling and arch over doorway) and a Uniball Signo white gel pen (lights).