You are never perfectly ready for anything, but you sense when the moment for action arrives; Then you do the necessary. In this world nobody waits for you to arrive at your foolish ideal of completion. You are “ready and done” when you are dead. Until then, while you still breathe, you are never ready. Non finito. Nothing is complete.
I’m very driven to finish a super-secret project, so for now I can only post sketches here :-). Mostly sketches of people and also some beasts.