As my dad, Bill, suggested I then drew what was in front of me. The socked foot was first, and though it's not a good drawing, I've included it to show how I loosened up as I progressed.
I found my feet fascinating, I've never looked at them so intently before, not that they're that far away from my face, barely five feet. I love the big toe on my left foot, and the way my toes huddle together. The last drawing I did reminds me of Albrecht Durer's study of praying hands.
