Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
An ogre and his gourd
I did a bit of scanning this afternoon, so prepare for a pile of posts! Usually I start sketching without a clear plan in mind. The ogre on the left looked like he needed to be swinging something around, so, why not a drinking gourd?