I've been cold waiting for the bus many times but the coldest I remember being is when a friend and me were on a motorcycle trip down to Boston. On the way back through New Hampshire we were up in the mountains and caought in a horrible rain storm, there was no where to stop and we had to keep going anyway and we wrapped every piece of dirty clothing we had on us and around us. It felt like 1ce pellets were being whipped at us at 100 miles an hour and it was freeeezing. When we finally I got to stop at a friends overnight I think we shivered for a day. I'll never forget how cold I was then.
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Brr! I love your colors and style. (especially the fuzzy hat...hehe!) Bravo!
This is great. I love the look on her face...the way she's looking at the warm people inside.
Yikes! I've been there a few times. And I hate the uncontrollable shiver you cannot get rid of after! Nice illo!
Love this!! Great design!! Feel a bit sad for the girl though ...
Wow! she looks very cold. Great illo!
The warmth from the little happy people in the house is a nice contrast.
Hi Drazen, in case you miss the reply on my blog; I'd love to see the original Searle art you own (envy!!!). Would be great if you can post it on your blog.
One can see the influences on your work, even though your style is very distinct in your own way. Beautiful artwork. Keep drawing.
The sounds perfectly wretched! I like your poor freezing, knock-kneed snow bunny...and the orange window with the warm people toasting is a great little touch. Maybe she should knock on the door and ask for a hot toddy!
Love the subdued colour palette and the punch of warmth in the window! Another great post!
Thanks Folks,
Thanks a lot Uli! I sent the Searle along to you but i'll try and make it a post in the future.
mmmmmhot toddy's, just the thing after a nice skate! not that you would understand skateless smook:-)
D'oh! Left out AGAIN! I feel like the last kid to be picked for the team. Oh the rejection! Post up that Searle! I'd love to see it as well, buddy!
I remember being that cold back in '98. We'd had an ice storm that knocked power out for about two weeks or so, and I had to walk to work. It was rather entertaining to see the look of my fellow coworkers when I started to strip off the numerous layers of clothing that sat atop my uniform. Eh, at least they weren't layers of underwear...
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