Rawwwr

Some days I wake up and I'm five years old.  I lose my weariness and find the pure joy of just being.  The simple enchantment of creation and play remind me.  This is why I art {yes, I'm using that as a verb.  I'm five, and when you're so young you get to make up vocabulary, it's one of those unwritten-yet-irrefutable Laws of the Universe that apply solely to children.  Duh}.

[Found him here.  Alternate color-it-yourself version here.]

It Started with a Sketch

Watercolor Wings