When I went to Barnes and Noble last week and whipped out the ole sketchbook, I was surprised to discover that I still vaguely remembered how to hold a pencil. I drew some customers, then felt like a creeper and decided to draw from my imagination instead.
My boyfriend, Travis, is a pretty talented dude. I guess I had his music on my mind, because this is what happened:
Expect a digitally colored revision in ink. Also, less crappy type on the word "travis"
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Travis Wilburn doodlins
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