Sunday, May 30, 2010

an experement

few line from my pencil

gone were those days






Some times I am missing the olden days, the purity in air the purity in creation and so on.....

gone were those days

Some times I am missing the olden days, the purity in air the purity in creation and so on.....

its my wild imaginetion of ones spychological profile

another fishing area for Dadoo


it is a place of lonely but flowers are talking about Dadoo

Dadoo in his fancy park


I tried with a very common shape to define the space around him .

another drawing from my imagination

dadoo under aqua


I wish if it could me

some of my pencil drawing


I wonder that the value is the best which lead the hue.