The quick fox
My jogging routine is, ahem, not worthy of being called a routine. However when the stars do align and I get out of the door on a dark night it is nearly always made worthwhile by crossing paths with one of these creatures. Its impossible to draw or photograph them as they scurry away through suburbia, but I always try and imprint their sneaking silhouette onto brain.
Charcoal drawing
Small black monoprint on yellowish prepared paper
Large blue-black and sepia double-layer monoprint on paper
Beautiful pictures. You never cease to amaze me! X
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Amazing. I love the last print. More blog posts please!
I have missed your delightful illustrations, glad to see you are back! //Mia