My posters smell like you and all my photographs, they are still young. I pretend I'm not hurt and go about the world like I'm having fun. I sing the body electric. Mary prays the rosary for my broken mind. I sing the body electric. Mary's swaying softly to her heart's delight.
I don’t usually blog about drawing, unless it’s about gadgets, toys or, say, the psychology of comic art. But when I saw this image from Coelasquid I was struck by the urge to share. And besides, I’ve been stuck with writers block lately, so why not revert to pretty pictures instead? Related