I've been coveting the abundant flowers at an abandoned house near mine. Unfortunately, I didn't get many good pictures. I may try again. The place is overrun with flowers and no one is tending them. I won't be taking any, though, since they do not belong to me--but sometimes people dump stuff on top of them and kill them, which seems such a shame and a waste.
Here is a new digital art piece I did yesterday called "Plaid Man":
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And here is a sketch for a kid's book:
famous. Today I decide to be a famous artist. My Mom lets me use her
paints. I paint a picture of myself. I am looking at a picture my
father took of me, and I am wearing the same green and red bathrobe
over my Pajamas. But you can't see the color in the photo. My
painting doesn't look exactly like me. Mom says it's called "artistic
The little black and white white photo is me when I was 8.