5 July 2013
when the wind kicked up,
they ran out onto the dock
and held up their harps
so it could play on the strings
4 July 2013
the spirit of a place
3 July 2013
here comes a spark of inspiration
2 July 2013
going out to play in the imaginary sunshine
1 July 2013
Oh my kittens, the night has sharp teeth
30 June 2013
some kind of ballad of innocence and misfortune
last drawing from the Old Songs festival (for this year)
29 June 2013
Festival afternoon with dear friends, music, lovely food and drink
28 June 2013
first drawing from a weekend at a music festival (Old Songs)
27 June 2013
Not sure what’s going on here. I did manage to avoid hitting a deer on my way home from a concert where I was singing early American music filled with death and judgment. Draw your own conclusions I suppose.
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