A wee celebratory watercoloring with regards to a recent week-long stay at the hotel hospital. Fur, feathers, fake leather and leotard aside, I'm a lucky little former frugivore who is, miraculously, mysteriously, and immutably still amongst the living. Spots n' dots n' stripes all the way home.
Ah, yes, all set for go, th' young cadet is a worthy deck moppin, flea floppin' part of the crew. Warp (a-b)^2, where c is the sum of an empty bird's nest.
Smoggin' it up? No, no! See--it's green energy. We all cool with that, he say, all biodegradable in our compositional writs. P.S., this Wacom makes my drawings happy.
