
I left my boots on the land and went to look at the sea

at sunset, thing of the night prepares to go bump

these rocks might have had more of a country to live in but I kept going to sleep on the page and that’s as far as I got

waltzing wisps

some of these nights we must eat the wind

When I’m tired it’s easy to fall back on ink brush with primary colors. I was half asleep making this. It could perhaps depict some kind of chariot.

keep the wind at your back and the sun in your jacket

between red and blue
Kate Greenough's daily drawings