Some do magic
Some do harm
I’m holding on, holding on
I’m holding on to a straw
Sahadevi andMosstroll’s Krauha having a super blunt-tea party in the woods :Y
And thats how they looked like when they first met.
At first Dagar tried to shoo Urs away. But when he realised that its useless and she don’t understand how to be afraid, just gave up. Urs was endlessly curious and followed him everywhere like a puppy (well, at that stage she actually was a child: she wasn’t aware of emotions, didn’t learn how to speak using her voice, her physical appearance was yet pretty roughly developed and she was moving using all four limbs most of time). Dagar was the first material being Urs ever encountered with, so obviously it was the most exiting thing for her at that time.
Last one for today. I couldnt resist drawing younger Dagar as well. He was around 53 at the time when Urs was in her young adult stage (now he’s about 60). Fit, grumpy and still pretty tensed and aggressive towards almost everyone. (and yes, the blue raggy cloth he’s wearing on my recent drawings is remains of this fancy tribal clothing)
I’ve been feeling a bit nostalgic these days and felt like drawing young Urs again.
She was so precious, silly and very childlike.