No idea. Just some scribbles last night that turned into a doodle.
This is the joy of doodling: beginning with blank space and seeing what emerges as one creates. I suppose it’s not a terrible way to approach each new day, as well.
Perhaps the face is sad to watch the flower city launch away.
This started out with just a few splotches of digital watercolor and went from there. Fun…
A giant head on top of a building, holding its breath, shutting its eyes against current events.
He’s “street smart”?
My younger brother is a city planner. I hope I captured the language correctly.
The business man here looks like the guy on the front of the Monopoly game. Not intentional…must be my deep subconscious at work.
I like doing puzzles but I’ve never tackled any bigger than 1,ooo pieces; that was hard enough. 3,ooo? Jazz say no.
Whiteouts goes (temporarily) vertical.