Two birds inventing one another.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Illustration Friday: Crash
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
-Tennyson
Just a quick sketch.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
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