Day 0456

I gave up painting freehand and cheated, tracing off contours from the photo and effacing as many drawing errors as I could in a fit of pique. I scrubbed it away and attacked it again, sloppily. I have to give the model a painting before I leave next week and both of these attempts are perfectly hideous. Woke up very early to get on with this fruitless task.

Spent the rest of the sun-soaked day flitting between coffee, gelato, l'herb with the not-entirely-disagreeable accompaniment of springtime-made-human, my 21 year-old friend of youth.