This morning Betsy and I stared at each other: she was watching to see what my next move would be, and I was tracing her major head shapes with my eyes, trying to learn them. Put another way, I was trying to memorize her geometry. I didn’t draw her till this afternoon, though. This is what — with many finger swipes — I ended up with. The chalk is just plain blackboard chalk, with rather a dull point, but I rather like the radiant if smudgy result.
The chalk is pink but the light from the window makes a bit of it glow like a flame.