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Wip It

 Little teaser on this circus runaway. 
16 hours straight progress but much more to go. Points if you know who it is! Sneaky peeky at my piece for 'Geometries' at Sally Centigrade. So excited and honored to be part of this show!

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Anonymous said…
Like your new art :-)
But dont know WHO he is!
Have a lovely day :-)
3:22 AM
Louie said…
Looks great!
5:40 AM
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