111/365

Day 111

It's happened. I no longer have a functioning hand. No, now on the end of my right arm I have "the claw". Holding a pencil/pen/scalpel in the same position in your hand for 8 or 9 hours isn't particularly comfortable, but it hurts even more trying to move it when you stop drawing. And the more depressing thing is I've still not actually finished drawing/scoring all the bricks into my drawings/model. In the words of Jane Balnave "When I close my eyes to sleep, I see bricks." All that is going through my mind at the moment is:

"215 x 102.5 x 65 with a mortar joint of 10"

That's your standard brick size by the way. And it is a set of numbers that will forever be imprinted upon my brain.