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My disabled with-a-mind-of-its-own left hand kept "asking" for a chance to use the coloured inks. I let it. (I am, btw, right-handed...well sort of...I was originally left handed but years and years and years of foot stomping and hand slapping by various adults had me switch mid youth...and then a massive hospital mistake mostly took down the nervous network in that left arm...so things with it are...interesting to say the least.)

Ink and marker and a sharpie pen on smooth heavy bristol.

meh.

Description
My disabled with-a-mind-of-its-own left hand kept "asking" for a chance to use the coloured inks. I let it. (I am, btw, right-handed...well sort of...I was originally left handed but years and years and years of foot stomping and hand slapping by various adults had me switch mid youth...and then a massive hospital mistake mostly took down the nervous network in that left arm...so things with it are...interesting to say the least.)

Ink and marker and a sharpie pen on smooth heavy bristol.

meh.