Bubbles. Stones. Under water. Meditative practice.
maybe this spirit animal is surfing; sure doesn’t look like it’s running
Drawn while listening to Philip B. Price in solo concert
it’s late, I’m tired, and cranky about not getting any studio time today.
I seem to draw an awful lot of odd vegetation
I don’t often go back to finish a drawing after the day is past, but this one felt interrupted and unfinished. Here’s the update.
bare trees in a hilly town