spring has sprung,
which always calls for rain.
growing things are thirsty things.
stuck inside, i hunkered down with my new prism pencils
to sketch out some color ideas…and then some more.
i’ve always drawn in just black and white,
so i get a happy little rush having choices of colors now.
i mean, how much fun is it to have all
the right pencil colors for rowan’s cotton glace?
so. much. fun.