..when you clean up.
For some ungodly reason, I had an uncontrollable urge to clean this morning (those who know me would be checking my forehead for signs of fever).
I cut a path through my upstairs 'studio' - really just a room-sized pile of canvases, frames, pencils, paints, paper, paintbrushes, wrapping paper, ribbons, fabrics and bubble wrap. And then got stuck into the kitchen and my desk.
I found a stack of originals - some completed, some half-done. Like these:
The bottom left one is a self-portrait I did for a magazine article some time ago. The other two I'll probably put up for sale in my Etsy shop when I re-open it later in the year.