Migration

I caught sight of birds migrating late this afternoon as the sun was setting.

It was beautiful, but...


the sun's gettin' colder,


winter has arrived. I better head inside...

Birds in July

"She's like a little bird, she flies from a to b, to see what she can see, she's far away from me, we danced down the mall, we danced by the sea, the land of blue gold, is where we were freed July-ly-ly... where we were freed"

~"Little Birds", Goldfrapp

color pencil & micron pen in moleskine sketchbook

Peacock Drawing in progress

micron pen on paper