Thursday, October 27, 2011


Sometimes plain objects stop you on the way to tell their story, how it happened here, I felt that dry leaves flew in to remind me that autumn is real and nothing is forever.
I used ink and Kuretake pens on old paper.


Ileta said...

ooohhh just love this one!

Nikira said...

Thank you very much Ileta, I was passing by and they looked at me, this brooms, and I thought, they beautiful, I gotta draw them.