Evening view from the neighborhood playground. The weather was in the mid-fifties and clear today, but what with one thing and another, by the time we got there it was nearly dusk. While my daughter played on the slides, I got out my brush pen and began sketching a roofline and treetop against the sky across the street.
I love this--beautiful negative spaces!
Long ago when you first started playing with brush pens (okay, last year), I wasn't as crazy about them as your other work. (I like ALL your stuff--this was a relative ranking.) How time changes perspective--this is wonderful, very zen!