Darn it. I knew life gets in the way of play time. I've packed, shipped, stored and unpacked my crayons, among other adventures. But I found them, and this pack of black paper I must have purchased over a decade ago while trekking through South Eastern Australia. (Why buy a pad of art paper while traveling? Addiction and hopeful aspiration: Although I'm sad to say this is only the second page I've used.)
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Ode to Starbucks (Right Hand): Conté on Black Paper |
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Close Up (There is a chocolate bar in the left hand) |
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Landa Park, New Braunfels, Texas
January 15, 2012 |
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