Why does everything always happen at once, though not that i'm complaining when it comes to work. I want to do so much but i'm still recovering from my operation and my endurance for drawing is still really reduced at the moment. I havent done anything for myself in several weeks which I feel a little bad about. Can't really count the doodles I did while I was in hospital but here they are anyway:
Two dragons looking at each other, was remarked that the left one looked a little like a friend with a hat when faced with someone of the opposite sex. Slightly scared and about to run for his life, i didn't mean it to be him but it rather fits. The nurses were pretty impressed with this picture but I guess most people don't draw in hospital.
Two really bad cannids :/
Moar dragons, the black one was done on the train on the way home one time.