I feel a long night coming on... I finally opened ALL the cardboard boxes under my bed, all of them stuffed with sketchbooks and scraps of paper, mostly just in bundles, some in plastic folders... print-outs of digital work, too (the files long lost)... and I am digitising the lot. Well, everything that I really want to keep, because you never know what climate and mice will do.
And there is such strange stuff! For example, I had forgotten that for a week in college I tried fashion illustration... look:
Tutors explained to me that there probably isn't a lack of lemurs and crows keenly felt in that area, and that one might want to start by having an interest in clothes. True.