I am not surprised,Oscar!Your humour goes having undertaken for a hand with grief,with a melanholy.And when i admire monuments-thes i feel rest and a pacificacion.Thanks!
Salud, Andrei. London is what I see from the windows of my house. I see a little mist and falling yellowing leaves. The swing in the back garden moves a little pushed by a gentle breeze. Not too cold. I hear the buzz of a vacuum cleaner from downstairs. I feel like listening to some old jazz, maybe The Rythmmakers in 1932, while I draw. I'd love a nice cup of strong Colombian coffee. I am going to make one. Ta dah!
la zotea, formideibol!
ReplyDeleteO Oskar!!Очень сложно!Очень много измерений!!!Fantastic!
ReplyDeleteThese are brilliant Oscar!!! Very intelligent use of space. I love how the two figures on the bottom left are standing on the frame it self. haha =)
ReplyDeleteSpasibo, Lena!
ReplyDeleteTha R. Dress. By the way you are a mean daughtsman yourself, dear!
Pense en vos, Edgardo, cuando colgue ese dibujo.Espere que te hiciese reir.
I am not surprised,Oscar!Your humour goes having undertaken for a hand with grief,with a melanholy.And when i admire monuments-thes i feel rest and a pacificacion.Thanks!
ReplyDeleteNice to see FRANK rearing his ugly head in your work lately.
ReplyDeleteLet's wait for Count Chocula to make an appearance.
ReplyDeleteSalud, Andrei. London is what I see from the windows of my house. I see a little mist and falling yellowing leaves. The swing in the back garden moves a little pushed by a gentle breeze. Not too cold. I hear the buzz of a vacuum cleaner from downstairs. I feel like listening to some old jazz, maybe The Rythmmakers in 1932, while I draw.
ReplyDeleteI'd love a nice cup of strong Colombian coffee. I am going to make one. Ta dah!
Sound fantastic to me!Beautiful picture you write!:O)
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