This is another atmospheric sketch for today! This could be someone just being outdoors taking a walk away from the strange or uncomfortable streets embracing the outdoors.
this is the shadow i see whenever i go downstairs i think shes my other mother She has black hair and a dress gown on and she would never show her face not even to me either but one day we will stay together forever she says and she has no shadow under her
(2B pencil on 140mm x 130mm paper) "They're not flag-waving wannabes, or finger-pointing-blamemongers. They're true British Heroes! They were born with spines of steel, have spunk by the bucketload, and their upper-lips aren't just stiff, they're rock-solid! They're the type who'll kick those mad-dogs aside and proudly march, bare-arsed, into the midday sun!"
My head is a place I fall into. I don't mind it...most of the time. But what I produce sometimes might reflect what is happening within. Its a maddening wonderland that I wander around in.
