I told my wife last night that I would be out of the house before sunrise, sketching a landscape with a crumbling rural building somewhere off in the countryside to clear my head of these little still lifes I've been doing. But when I got out of bed, I decided to warm up with what was going to be a quick sketch out on the balcony before heading out. Then I got absorbed in drawing and let my plans shift. I started by drawing a careful outline of the coffee press with a sharp 2B pencil. That felt pretty good, it was quiet and still outside, so I just kept going. Had to fight with my usual impatience and anxiety and desire to scribble hard enough to break pencil leads and furrow the paper, but kept under control and worked hard to be relaxed and attentive to detail at the same time. I left it "unfinished", but I've always liked the implied movement, the candid glimpse of work in progress. Not such a bad start to a Sunday morning.
Rad Davis 1/8 bent zulu and other necessities on a perfect summer Sunday morning, 8 1/4 x 11 9/16, 2B graphite and watercolor pencil 
enlarged detail; lots of different colors to create depth and dimension