Me: “What shall I draw?”
10 year old: “A flying pig, being ridden by a tad pole, with a frog, and it’s flying pig friends.”
Unfortunately I don’t have a photo of this masterpiece (I let her keep it) however it did inspire me to drawer a pug today. It’s only noe occurring toe that it might be somewhat insulting.
I’m only the way to London, so he’s a London guard. I wanted him to look like he’s seen some things in his life.
It’s rushed partly because I’m on the train and it’s shaky (my first train inktober drawing! first of many I’m sure) and partly because the train got busy at Chelmsford and I started feeling embarrassed. We’ve all got room to grow.