A friend was telling me about her late father; as a young man he got a tattoo in France using illegal blue ink. The ink was prone to swelling in sunlight and distorting the image. But it ment that when my friend was a little girl she loved to see her fathers seahorse tattoo puffing up its blue tummy in summer. Sometimes a mistake we make turns out to be a wonderful thing further along the line.
I’m taking a short break from blogging while my university deadlines are looming. Normal service should resume in June, I’ll see you then 🙂
I can’t believe this blog has 100 followers! Thanks everyone, its such an honour to be able to share my doodles with you all. If 100 followers isn’t an excuse to over use the neon wax then I don’t know what it 😀
Its such a beautiful day today! This bird is something of a cross between a blackbird and a magpie. Blackpie? Magbird? Whatever its name is its taking a break before joining its friends for a glide. Drawn for a friend who helped me out with proofreading 🙂
Pugs make me smile. Pugs make my flatmate smile. Though I’d prefer to walk a dog that can breath without choking on it’s own soft palate. Ew!
Or Dragonhorse. I love mythology. I also love my flatmate who wants to have a selection of grave goods when she dies that will mess with future Time Team presenters; like a roman sword and a gameboy.