Every now and then I get the urge to do a deathless, meaningful painting, a painting for the ages, a painting that tackles with the big subjects of life and death and love and loss and suffering and glory.
Then I go paint mice in little costumes, because let's face it--that's really what I'm good at.
While I am notoriously reluctant to commit to any series, ever, under any circumstances, no matter what, I will go so far as to say that a set of mousey magic-users would be awfully cute. Mousey druid! Mousey shaman! Mousey brujah! Mousey sorcerer! The possibilities are endless! That doesn't mean I'll do it--my Muse is perverse and likes to prove I can't tell her what to do--but I'm willing to admit it'd be cute.
Prints are available, for $10 & $20 plus shipping. The original 10 x 14 watercolor/colored pencil/ink is not currently for sale until I figure out whether it's not-a-series or REALLY not a series--I may want to offer 'em as a set, or perhaps auction it, I dunno, but if you're interested, you can always contact me and check on the status.
"Every now and then I get the urge to do a deathless, meaningful painting [...] Then I go paint mice in little costumes, because let's face it--that's really what I'm good at."
But your mice make people happy. That's more accomplished, I think, than a thousand statements about the meaning of life.
But your mice make people happy. That's more accomplished, I think, than a thousand statements about the meaning of life.