Craving

Didn't get much time for IF this week, I was working on something else but I hope you enjoy this sketch instead.

Dodos

Dodos are things with small stubby wings,
Which don't work too well for flying.
When danger surrounded,
The Dodos just floundered,
And most of them ended up dying.

Dodo numbers were waning, the few left remaining,
Said, "Now is the time to take action!
To take to the skies,
And avoid our demise,
We have to invent a contraption."

"What we need are wings, not these little things",
Said one of the still-alive Dodos,
"Something of size,
So up we can rise,
Like brilliant, feathered torpedoes.

Work began fast, on wings which at last,
Would keep all the Dodos from harm,
And when they were done,
They all had some fun,
Flying around in a swarm.

Now they are shy, they hide in the sky,
And some people think they're extinct,
But that's just a theory,
And incorrect really,
They just don't care what we think.

May's pink dress

My niece, May.
She's not fond of chips but will happily eat raw lemon :)

Photo edited in Photoshop.

Bean & Pea

I know a bean, takes a pea for a walk,
They tend to go out when the skies have gone dark,
For if anyone sees them they stare or they scream,
“Look! There’s a pea being walked by a bean!”

But Pea needs his walk and Bean likes a stroll,
So out and about after dark they both go,
Up through the alley and down the side-street,
Avoiding the places where people will meet.

Maybe, if you’re ever out in the night,
And you see two small shadows disappear out of sight,
Perhaps you’ll have witnessed what few ever see,
A bean who’s out walking his little friend, Pea.

Bryony's Pandas

Bryony’s Pandas live in her head,
There’s Norbury, Victor, Rhonda & Ted.
Norbury is old, with a long panda beard,
He often gives council and is always revered.
Victor is macho, brave and hard-wearing,
His valor is great and he doesn’t like swearing.
Rhonda is dazzling, a true panda beauty,
She’s graceful and stylish but never is snooty.
Ted is so tiny, a miniature bear,
His soft under-belly is void of bear hair.

Together these pandas, in Bryony’s head,
Keep her from danger and being misled,
They fight with the things from nefarious minds,
And watch over Bryony all of the time.
There never has been, and I doubt there will be,
A group of head-pandas more mighty than these.
I’d tell of adventures these pandas have had,
With monsters and ogres and everything bad,
But stories of courageous panda-based scraps,
Are valuable secrets, best kept under wraps.

Circus

Some watercolour doodles I did a while back with my 'basic' kit - sketchbook, water, pencil, size 2 brush and tube of Payne's Grey.