
Not all my Paffoonies are completely sane. The never-ending struggle of darkness and light can color things funny in a world of swiftly swirling imaginings. Lyrical joy opposed to malignant menace, devouring worlds in the palm of my hand.

Not all my Paffoonies are completely sane. The never-ending struggle of darkness and light can color things funny in a world of swiftly swirling imaginings. Lyrical joy opposed to malignant menace, devouring worlds in the palm of my hand.
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Amazing cat.
Thanks. His name was Midnight. He belonged to my grandmother. He was a farm cat. I’m not sure how many fairies he ate in real life.
🙂 you drew him with pencil? How long did it take you?
About three hours all told over about four days.