nothing as hopeful as a farmer or gardener. the toil of labor and the onslaught of the troubles of the world try to stop his progression. he waits for the renewal of spring and the harvest to come.
this came from a dream i had in 2006, which was sketched in my sketchbook, and digitally reworked this evening in Photoshop. It has a strong mandala quality to it, though a thoroughly threatening border surrounds the subject.
pencil to digital
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