Tuesday, April 23, 2013

147. Winter's end.

Ink and wash on paper.
Out from the creek's mouth, the ice gradually gets thinner, and - where the pond's ice is covered by snow - there regularly comes powerful bangs from below.

It is Spring which is knocking, with large, sun-heated hands.

Monday, April 15, 2013

146. Hope.

Pencil on cardboard. Done on commission from private collector.