For this, go diving down deep


Ink, Pencil, Watercolour on paper

Splashing, diving, swimming deep and down, the striped creature loses track of time and air and starts to dream until he’s lost and away in the next dimension where the colours run deep and mean and bubbly. Further down he goes until the colours become paints and crayons and pencil scribblings, and the random thoughts of thinking people start to think and dream and gasp for air and biscuits. Chocolate biscuits and milk, but then the illusion snaps and up here we are in the world again with the rent to pay. Oh boy, what a journey.

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