I helped out at the charity event all day yesterday (in the sun) and came back late at night. Did I rest? No, no, I just had to give in to the muse, throw much-needed sleep down the gutter, and drew Helen.
The next thing I knew it's my computer clock was ticking past midnight. and of course, it's monday.
I'm a dead woman at 9AM.
And all these for you, Helen.
Close up I had so much problem with clothes. As a lost cause at fashion, I never know what's the right for the chara. All my Harry Potter fanarts were post-movie, you see. At the end, I shut all the byzantine ref half way and opted for simple clothing instead.
I swear I shall never let the muse abuse my neck and shoulder like this again. The muse can and must wait.