The pressing need to focus on other work (in this case the puppet festival brochure with a fast approaching deadline, gulp) ensures that I am pulled towards developing the Growing Boy instead. I am completely predictable in this respect - you can guarantee that, whatever I am actually supposed to be doing, I will be irresistibly and inexplicably drawn to do the exact opposite. (The only time I really worry is when I get the overwhelming urge to clean the cooker, this is procrastination in its ultimate form!).
Knowing that my time is pretty much spoken for for the next week or so at least, I pulled myself away from my sketchbook and treated myself to some new watercolours and some waterproof pens in sepia and black, in readiness for when I can work on this again (by which time I expect I will have noticed some other urgent household chore that needs doing immediately...)