Comforting Black ink

I haven’t had the ink out for a while. I’m  getting some page backgrounds finished.  I’m Working in Black Ink for a little Artists Book about Aphantasia for The Sketchbook Project.  

The  House smells like ink. Creative mess everywhere. Inky hands. Making for myself. No pressure to produce something “good” or “likeable” or “for sale” …. Just enjoying the comforting black ink, the  spontaneous creative journey & getting lost in the simple mark making 🖤