It's been a while since I drew a cat, I figured I could remedy to this by drawing a void since I now have a black brush pen.
(I should probably buy a correction pen at some point to better play with blank space, rather than using a white pen hoping the surface isn't too soaked already for it to work.)
Somehow, I don't feel satisfy with today, something isn't sitting right with me but I can't figure what. I don't even know if it's about today's drawing or its context.
It feel like it's not enough. My efforts feels insufficient. Though I'm afraid trying more will just hurt.
Too bad, maybe sleeping will help.
Update: I couldn't bring myself to stop there in the end, just going to bed felt too frustrating for me to do so. So I drew a second void instead, I'm glad I went back to my sketchbook in the end.