Saturday, December 29, 2012


that's her name.  I see serenity in her face, her eyes...

The other night I felt like creating, but didn't feel like getting out all my markers... I felt a call to just use my pencil and white bristol paper... and of course my kneadable eraser.  (best.invention.evah.)

Sometimes it's good to get back to basics.  Keeps you grounded in the important foundations.

Serenity emerged quickly.  She must have been chomping at the bit to get out of my fingers and soul.  

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