allow my mind to wander, with pencil in hand
No fancy words or life reflections just a new character another day and another doodle.
Bending and curving
Contouring lines, Strong and weak
To start and finish.
Mors Epler (moms apples)
Nourishing the next life force.
Love and memories.
he’s so beautiful and so raw and so tired. I wanted to know about his life and what led him to where he was
melancholy day today, mind not my own but in a different space a different place