I liked this better before I spilled orange ink on it.
Sometimes when the apples start to spoil you just have to make applesauce.
firebird warming her nest
these are fairy snowflake ballerinas,
just for you
Come to the dinner gong, tables are laden high…
moving from cool robots to strange babies.
Thanks Joni Mitchell for the quote, now that song is stuck in my head…
Across the dream divide, maybe I am the cool robot. With eyebrow antennae and great big shoulders.
I wanted to draw a cool robot. This one seems to have a green thumb. I didn’t notice until I posted it how patriotic its hair is. Why does a robot even have hair?
found floating in the pond after the festival
in too much of a hurry to focus well on anything
the moon is having trouble getting over the mountain