Posted on August 5, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged Drawing, Illustration, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
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LOL... ROFLMAO.... Thank you so much for the laugh... X
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Hilarious! Your sketches say it all!
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Morrrrrdorrrrr!
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People don't take the time to understand 'dog language'. It isn't hard to learn the difference betwe
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Ah you too❤️
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When I was young I lived in Brynmill and from my bedroom window I could see from Mumbles to Port Tal
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When I used to walk with the dog down by the Esplanade on the Wirral, I used to like the oil refiner
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Oh, the possibilities!
In a sense prophesy, taking out of the darkness of all, darkness of the unseen, darkness of possibility, of limitlessness; bringing part of the unseen all, into the light of possibility, an empty belly, the crypt, the secret hidden. Treasure house, vaulted storeroom, empty… waiting to be filled by what night holds in promise. Prophetic, held in abeyance, till time is ripe, there, but not manifested. The full moon an image of the mother pregnant with possibility, rules primordial forces of creation found in disorder of darkness. The moon, the lesser light of night, wanting to shed light in darkness.
O the wonder a new sketch book! Go for it girl.
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Go D-Mum!
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