A Grey Day.
Now this is Swansea, this is the great, grey, gloom that descends when everywhere else is basking in sunshine.
And a bright green face mask. (Get off Bonnie you don’t know where it’s been).
The rubbish tells its own tale of the pandemic, gloves and masks litter the floor. Why the rush to drop these things? Does it chase you?
I hurry home just in case.
Posted on April 27, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged covid 19, covid blog, covid diary, Drawing, Illustration, Life, lock-down, pandemic, quarantine, quarantine life, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.