When I was about five - I used to imagine that if I could get a giant paper airplane up into one of the big pine trees out in front of the house... I could climb in, push off and fly out of that tree and all around the field out front the way my paper airplanes would fly. That was the way events unfolded in my imagination.
2 comments:
Very cool Craig! Not only a wonderful imagination, but great artwork too!
What a lovely story to go with a beautiful piece:-)
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