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.
I struggled with this weeks IF prompt... and in a way I suppose that was a journey in itself.
I sketched a couple of ideas
But I wasn't happy with them.
Finally in the last hours, I created this piece...
I am still not...well... I don't love it, and the colouring is rushed, but I do like how her dress turned out and the stained glass windows. And I would love nothing more to hope in a gypsy caravan, take off and explore the world again!