I'm currently working towards a fast approaching deadline on a book illustration project. It is fun, all encompassing, and just about everything in between. Everything good. Intensive work periods often also make me nocturnal – 4.30 am is the new bedtime (if not black). Being up so early feels strange, given it's years since I witnessed an honest sunrise … but then, I get a glimpse of what happens in the kitchen when they think no-one is looking. This is who I saw.
