Every now and then you just have to escape the city. Sketches inspired by my forest adventures.
ESCAPE THE CITY
ON THE RUN
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I am in the forest. The trees, waking up from their winter sleep, reveal fresh…
BERTUS THE FREE DONKEY
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Once there was a donkey and his name was Bertus. He lived in a stable…
LOST
When the wind races through the forest it sounds like crashing waves. With each strong…
FAIRY BENCHES
From the mossy crevices of trees once blackened by lightening strikes and the fallen branches…
