It felt good to work on this self-portrait for a few hours, to have something completed in a single sitting. I dug out my charcoal and ink, pried the mirror from the closet door and dragged it into my studio. It took me awhile to get the proportions down--I have not drawn a portrait in some time, and I felt a little rusty. I woke up today and of course I wasn't satisfied. It is not quite right.