Eighteenth Day Ink Drawing #inktober

There is something intriguing about stone walls, and there is something special about a little girl’s smile. I’ve always wanted to know what the combination of those two interesting thing would be.

So this is what it’s like, the result of 8-minute quick strokes:


I don’t know about you guys, but I find her sad smile very lovely. What I drew here of her smile seriously pales in comparison.





Still, I hope my inadequate quick strokes manage to capture the likeness of her soul.


~ by edwinlives4ever on October 18, 2014.

6 Responses to “Eighteenth Day Ink Drawing #inktober”

  1. mbak Tintin itu poe? 😀 heheeeee

  2. sepertinya lagi seneng gambar wajah nih.

  3. Yes, i think so… sad smile.

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