Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Barely aware of her reality

Some new sketches from my new BEAUTIFUL fake moleskine sketchbook. I realize I have this thing where my pages are almost always filled with colour. It needs to be balanced, somehow. I also have a thing for layering, colours upon colours upon ink and pencil, and doodling lightning bolts.

She said hey, wont you pick me up?
he said, well, what about at nine?
And she wakes up, its freezing cold outside
but he's not there, wherever he may fly?

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