Yours sinc. hasn't had much time for his own art this week. I've been busy making some art on demand that I, sadly, can't show to you, at least not yet. But another assignment happens to be helping out with an academical composition, checking grammar and improving its flow on the whole. And I remember how entangled one could get back in one's own student days, being hopelessly ensnared in words and phrasing, editing and changing until everything was a perfect muddle. And, well, then you feel like this... How the mind could drift away 'til nothing remained of the Academical Mummy... Voilà. Those were the days. I had excellent help then, though, and I hope to be the same.
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