The high chair era, that is. I have reasons to believe my daughter is not going to use her high chair much longer, now that she is a "grande fille" and all. Here's a quick little sketch of it -- it was drawn fast but colored slowly. Paper app for the iPad.
I have been working on a special portrait for the past few evenings. One of my students, whose Dad passed away earlier this year, asked me if I could draw him as a gift for her Mom. I showed it to her today, and her response was a mix of smile, tears and thank yous. I got all teary-eyed too. Then I had to teach.
The fast: a loose blind contour (is there any other kind than loose?) drawing of my husband's leg and his orange Croc. The tedious: Nora's little radio sitting next to me. It looks like nothing, but I labored on the little shadows as if my life depended on it, and what had started as a "starter doodle" for the evening took up an entire hour. Though I also made pop corn at some point.