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Lucky cat.

It’s day thirtyone of Inktober and here’s my last drawing for you.
black cat

Little Ghost.

We’ve been pumpkin carving and dress altering today in preparation for the sweetgorge fest that is Halloween tomorrow. Here’s day thirty of Inktober and a little ghost for you.
little ghost

Apples.

Snow White’s step mother had some funny ideas about healthy eating. Having a bit of fun with a witchy theme for Halloween and day twenty eight of Inktober.
witch

Fox and hare.

Day twenty seven of Inktober and we’re nearly there. Had fun tonight with taking the line for a walk. Try leaving your pen on the page for as long as you can bare, make your line dance.
fox and hare

Dragon’s breath.

Softest touch, curling away on the breeze. Bring me luck.
dragon

Mouse rescue.

Had a bit of fun drawing Aesop’s Lion and the Mouse.
lion and the mouse

Cold.

Day twenty three of Inktober. Playing around with colour today.
cold girl2

Transport.

Day twenty two of Inktober
horse and princess

On your head.

on your head

A dry week.

Being a blue haired smurf like takes work and the dye washes out fairly quickly with each wash so I have come to appreciate the joys of dry shampoo. Probably a bit too much but I do notice that the more I use the thicker my hair gets. Now that’s not a problem unless you have a thatch of hair like me.

*Since this post has gone to print, I have now washed my hair.

Enjoy day twenty of Inktober.
dry shampoo

I am amused.

I amuse my cat. I am a particularly clumsy and annoying human.
He hears my chatter like a whining bluebottle. I do bring food and herb enhancing joy (in the form of cat nip) so I’m not all bad.
This particular brain to pen splurge was inspired by the large chunk of a cat that waits outside my children’s school for cuddles each morning.
I am amused

Hooting.

Day seventeen of Inktober.
owl

Bear.

Day thirteen of Inktober.
Bear

Dancer.

Day eleven of Inktober.
dancer

My crown slipped.

Day ten of Inktober.
My crown slipped

Location, location.

Day nine of Inktober.
I never forget

Dream big, dream small or none at all.

Day eight of Inktober. Dreams can share

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