ice cream in eastbourne
words are from The Unknown Bird by Edward Thomas. this is the final spread from a series i’ve done to accompany the poem…
100 seeds
coastguard cottage
Rabbits by the Sea
autumn + sticks
my fingers got pretty cold drawing the pond swimmers this morning, but it’s tough to grumble when you’re watching folk dive into ice…
Getting there…
a couple of snips from a couple of works in progress… (possibly too many of those at the moment!)
work in progress…
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