The last few drawings from Inktober

I lost my momentum toward the end of the month. I remained a day or two behind schedule, and when catching up was posting to social media, but not here each day, So this post is a bit of catch up. So there totaled three drawings of the witch-boy, leading up to Halloween. The final… Continue reading The last few drawings from Inktober

All around All Hallow’s Eve— catch up drawings

Here’s what I haven't posted the past few days— and I'm still three days behind! But the missing drawings will be forthcoming. I’m a man of my word, dammit. Above, Day twenty-seven: : The witch boy on a night walking beneath the pointy crescent moon. Day twenty-six: My FACE! Here’s a variation, as I already… Continue reading All around All Hallow’s Eve— catch up drawings

Day twenty-four: The mystery had only just begun

Day twenty-four: When at last she’d completed ministrations to her old-new house in such ways that compelled her, she returned to the leathery old box— a delicious reward. Retrieved from its out-of-the-way place of safe-keeping (much to Cat's chagrin), she opened it. It contained the following: + One journal; worn but not ruined + One… Continue reading Day twenty-four: The mystery had only just begun

Day twenty-three: the Journal

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Day twenty-two: A photo from her youth

Day twenty-two: A photo from her youth; freckled after a Summer spent at a warmer seaside town with her family +   +   +

Day twenty-one: A domesticated gourd

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Day nineteen: a Great Pumpkin on a full moonlit night

Day nineteen: a Great Pumpkin on a full moonlit night +   +   +

Day eighteen: A great old iron key or handle

Day eighteen: A great old iron key or handle was in the garden where she was digging up weeds to plant bulbs for the Spring. She determined to find out what it fitted in, if it was indeed part of the house. . #Inktober2018 #Inktoberday18 #ink #drawing #illustration #storytelling #inktober #key #skeletonkey #mystery

Day seventeen: a dinghy waited on the shore

Day seventeen: The dinghy had been dragged up on the shore and left there. No one knew to whom it belonged. +   +   +

Day sixteen: leaf and acorn at the end of season

I realized almost immediately after inking this that my leaf and acorn are troublesome, as the leaf is of the Maple sort, and acorns are of Oaks, but I inked it this evening without any thought and then it was too late. Anyway, it's a seasonal little drawing, and I'm once again a day behind,… Continue reading Day sixteen: leaf and acorn at the end of season