I was flicking through the Metro and found a chance to draw one of my favourite animals, although the article made me sad :( below is an excerpt from the poem, The Tiger by the great William Blake.
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame that fearful symmetry?
2 comments:
wowee that's some immense drawing skill!
have you voted for CMW yet?
http://www.greenman.net/greenpollartist2010/colour-me-wednesday/2472
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