if I were clever with words I’d call this something like “enter the roo-mantis of the apocalypse” or have a story made up about it. I have friends who do a much better job of captioning my pictures than I ever can – which I greatly appreciate!
Category Archives: crayon/pencil
1 August 2016
ants chilling at a picnic
Sometimes these drawings just fall out like dreams at the end of the day. When I wake in the morning and go to get the drawing to scan it, I have no memory of what I drew the night before, or how it came to be.
31 July 2016
happy baby balloons?
30 July 2016
26 July 2016
these hot dry days I’m looking for angels of water
25 July 2016
echoes of memories of songs of the lake
23 July 2016
22 July 2016
21 July 2016
Home late after an evening pub sing of chanteys and work songs. I have the feeling I’ve just reproduced some logo I’ve seen somewhere, oh well, that’s what fell on to the paper.
20 July 2016
spirit, and the ties that bind
eyespider 