Every year, without fail, there will be a casualty by the end of Christmas. This broken bauble was actually laying on top of the garbage, when the light caught those weird inner prongs...they twinkled...and winked...and it gained a reprieve.
I usually draw from photographs, but the practise of drawing from life in an unfamiliar, fragile medium is an engaging challenge. I think there will be more.
This charcoal still life drawing is part of the “Carbon Footprints” series