Glass

It's a Monday morning again. I become self-indulgent over the weekends, which makes me feel very guilty; then Monday shows up and I try to marshall my forces and buckle down to work. This morning I paid very careful attention to the tower of light and glass, but my brushes are failing me. They're not holding a tight line where it's needed.

Anyway, here's this morning's work— I also brightened the waitress's lips.

Tuesday, © 2020, work in progress (click on image for larger view)