I've just learned that Deborah Kerr died on Tuesday and it makes me so sad. She was a teacher and a friend in my own little world. The world is a bit uglier and I feel a little lonelier tonight.
My muse came back and she didn't stop hitting my head with her cane till I finished this. You've no idea how hard it is to pretend your painting with your mouse with a savage myth banging your head. And it was 4 am so I was even afraid all that "donk donk" would wake up the neighbours. Ah... stress.