Fog
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
-Carl Sandburg
I fear for the city!
ReplyDeleteSuper technique, fun image. The extra paws and tails work so well.
Thank you, Richard! :)
DeleteLove that mark making!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alicia! :)
DeleteWow Laurie this is wonderful! The composition and details are magnificent!!
ReplyDeleteHi Robyn! Thank you! :)
DeleteWoooow… love the way you play with scale, lovely image!
ReplyDeleteCat-giants!!!! Now THAT is scary!!!! :) Impeccable line work, as always, Laurie!
ReplyDeleteThanks very much! Poor cat...he can't help it that he's made of creepy fog....
Deletewelp, that city is in trouble!! awesome illustration!!
ReplyDeleteThank you! No worries. Once the sun comes up and burns away the fog, all will be well.
DeleteIt's an octopuss! ;-D
ReplyDeleteHahahaha!! That's great! Thanks for the visit. =D
DeleteVery clever concept and a beautiful illustration!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much!
DeleteBeautiful line work!
ReplyDeleteI love this piece and am interested in buying it (or a copy). Let me know if that's possible. Fog is one of my favorite Sandburg poems.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Daniel! It's not possible, I'm afraid. The original has been sold and I don't currently offer prints of this piece.
Delete-Laurie