Showing posts with label I dust my broom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I dust my broom. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

touching her braid


  




  Here is a picture that I drew with ballpoint pen about 3 years ago and thought you might be slightly interested because it is so queer! the tall lady with the poofy skirt looks uneasy and wondering what she is supposed to do with her hands--poor thing..

Friday, July 15, 2011

urban relaxation

   one of my favorite things to do:
                                                          stand on a bridge
                                                                                        in
                                                                               {a busy city} &
                                                                  watch all of the vehicles
                                                                       SWARM  beneath my feet... .

                                 It gives me a wonderful feeling~


*Shawn might remember doing this with me long ago.