Isn't funny how things come about. This illustration began as a sketch of the girls easter present from my gran, (a duck and bunny on a bicycle), in front of the victorian dolls house, that g built over the easter weekend, almost three years after I gave it as a christmas present to bean & him.
I haven't been that happy with my sketching lately - it has been missing something.. a depth, a story, a little piece of my heart... I am finding my way back I think.