Here in New England we’re waiting for days when the temperature rises above freezing so that the maple sap will run and the sugaring can begin. Then we can start to look forward to mud season, and finally true spring. In the meantime, we remember and dream.
Tag Archives: ink brush
26 January 2013
wind’s paw
9 January 2013
dreaming the sweetness of flight
5 December 2012
rooster robot angel
9 November 2012
When I’m tired it’s easy to fall back on ink brush with primary colors. I was half asleep making this. It could perhaps depict some kind of chariot.
eyespider 