There's a story that goes along with this. The long version includes Twihards, Transformers and Triceratops fighting to save the planets from eco-terrorists. The short version involves me dripping a bunch of watercolor, and drawing my son, Timjan.
My daughter was painting next to me, splashing little drops of color on my drawing. No biggie. She now has a mole on her 4head.
WIP. Soon to be another drawing of Timjan. I'm working my way up to start a painting of him. We all have one except him. Poor lil guy.
