I was mucking around the other night drawing an owl in the back of the scrapbook where I keep my inspiration pictures and I came up with this fellow:

I didn't really want to cut up my scrapbook cover to transfer him to a gocco screen, so I tried to redraw him on white paper, but it didn't work out, so I sacrificed the back of my scrapbook and cut it up.
Then I printed him in silver on some cream-coloured cards:

And some nubbly-textured red ones:

And I still had some ink left over so I made myself some owl envelopes for posting the prints I sell in my shop.
*Yes
Owlcatraz is a real place! It's a bird sancturary in Shannon where they have owls with really bad pun names. Like Owl Capone. And Owlfalfa. And Owlvis Presley. I
really want to go there, it'd be a hoot!
Owl McPherson! And of course Josef Stowlin, everybody's favourite bloodthirsty dictator.
ReplyDeleteYep, and Owlivia Newton-John!
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