This is what I worked on today, a pitcher from a Crate and Barrel catalog, while the contractors plastered upstairs. (That was before they upped the bll by $700 -- FIFTY percent -- and made me feel like I'd been punched in the stomach.) I like the drawing, for the most part -- it's the first time I've ever tried to draw a glass object that I can recall, and I think it's a pretty good start. But I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at it again without feeling this despair and anger. And yet, still, I am happy I got a little drawing done today. Now I need to get out of this house.