the shout within
Some hasty late evening scribbling
A few more days dedicated to black and white. It is nice to have the starting place provided by the limited options, when facing the blank paper
set forth into the winds of the new year
snuggles and cheer in the dark of the year
it might be a nightmare, except it’s kind of happy
solstice celebration toe-stones
what’s time to a rock?
in a month of black and white, I suppose crows were somewhat inevitable
Kate Greenough's daily drawings