I've tired of 3D for a while...besides my machine is in the middle of an 800-hour render. Decided to pick up drawing again where I began (well, almost, I beagn in ink and this is colored pencil)...yes, good old colored pencils and the trusty sketch book--there is nothing like the feeling of that book in your hands and that friction of the pencil sliding along...the soft scraping sound and the smell of paper...nothing in the world is like that feeling you achieve when you create something tangible (but I wax philosophical...time to return to reality). This is the second in a series of images (hopefully) to follow. Created in response to a great friend telling me to respark my creative juices when I had decided that I could no longer draw. (Thanks, Maria.) As always, comments are welcome and appreciated.