03/17/2013 Providence, RI Coffee Exchange, Wickenden St. It was an olive green trench coat with bright pink lining; how could I not draw that?Made with: Prismacolor pencils, Pentel 101 Brush Pen, Faber-Castel Pens, Prismacolor and various markers, on Catchet paper.
A likely story indeed! said the Pigeon in a tone of the deepest contempt. ‘I’ve seen a good many little girls in my time, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You’re a serpent; and there’s no use denying it. I suppose you’ll be telling me next that you never tasted […]
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
‘I’m sure I’m not Ada,’ she said, ‘for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine doesn’t go in ringlets at all; and I’m sure I can’t be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she, oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, SHE’S she, and I’m I, and—oh dear, how […]