Apparently I’m just a half step away from painting waifs with big eyes on black velvet. Who knew.
here is a bug. she is playing a lute.
falling angel (praying mantis)
the halo ended up on its feet.
I just finished reading China Mieville’s Perdido Street Station.
I liked that in his world, pretty much all species, all things, and the city itself all have a kind of sentience.
I made myself a coloring book page with a bug and weird flowers