Well it just so happens to be one of those rare gem of an evenings, quiet, peaceful. This was fun to draw, but I was so excited to get the detail work done that I hurried my letters. The owl is from my cigar box full of art supplies that I drag around everywhere.
The cigar box was originally my grandfather’s. His signature is written all over the box. I think he was trying to get a pen to work. My dad gave the box a nice protective coat of shellac, then added metal corner pieces, a latch, and felt on the inside. I treasure this gift.