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.
Just a quick sketch.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007