Most days I get home from work around 6:30. Near our house is a field--and around that time of day it's usually occupied by shouting middle aged Armenian men chasing a polka-dot ball into a net. Today there was a girl on the field, and she kicked the ball into a dude's face.
This seemed noteworthy to me, even though the ball did not leave a polka-dot pattern on the recipient's face, as it would have in a more ideal world.
After watching a few rounds of chase-a-ball, my son, Sawyer, and I like to have a little pick-up match in our yard before dinner. It helps us prime our appetites for pancakes.
The end.
5 comments:
Nice my friend!!!
Was the girl annoyed that the guy got his face in the way of her shot, as appears to be the case with your picture of her?
Great colours and shadows by the way.
Top stuff :)
This may be slightly unrelated, but this reminded me how much I miss pancakes and all their syrupy tastiness.
Great drawings!
I love the style of these, Anthony!
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