29 faces in 30 days, that's the challenge. I have a hard time with challenges - too much trying to fit my idea of what would be good given what other people seem to be doing and not enough playing my way toward where I need to be.
So, although all the faces are rough, I've been satisfied that I'm doing what I should be doing - sketching toward my center. In a figurative way (pun intended). Sort of.
Tonight I went out on the preverbal limb. I drew myself.
After all, I have a face.