Of Wisps and Trees


In a way, there is nothing that says "October" more than an eerie forest drawing. Well except someone saying the word "October."

I did a number of thumbnails to get this point. Originally I was drawing wisps of smoke in smoldering ruins, then a lone guttering flame surrounded by the dark edifices of buildings. Ultimately though, wisps, at least in the sense I know of them, are fantastic ethereal ephemera. So I wanted to create an "airy" sense of their existence.

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