When at the beach with our cousins, there is always a recurrent pile of flip flops that soon creates itself. This subject intrigued me because of the arrangement and shadows, but also the fact that the center flip flops belong to my boy cousin, Sam, and are called "man flops" by my other cousin, Grace. That just cracks me up. Both factors combined made for an interesting drawing.
"Flops on the Deck"
May 24, 2015
Pencil on Paper
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"Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse."
Winston Churchill
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