I've been noticing a funny thing about the seasons effect on my illustration. (This could be totally imaginary, or only a coincidence, but I'll observe it anyway.) During the Spring and Summer, I think I'm more interested in color. During the Fall and Winter, choosing color becomes a little less intuitive, and I start to focus more on value and drawing fundamentals. This year, I've made a little breakthrough in the way that I use color. (To be specific, I try to start my drawing with a pallette already in place, instead of drawing in neutrals and coloring as a final step.) In the last couple of weeks, however, I've found myself getting almost to the end of a drawing without really thinking about what the pallette will be. During that same period, a lot of the color has dropped out of my surroundings. Even sunsets (with the rare exception) have been narrowed down to a thinner range of pinks/oranges, and for most of the day there is hardly any color to the light at all. Like a lot of these little seasonal changes, I'm not sure whether to resist it or lean into it all the way. It might be interesting to go for a month doing only black and white work and see what happens.