Horsey

So I found these really cool inks in some gross trunk under some things that my mother has started to horde in the garage- not cool, but we're dealing with it.  Done in a desperate attempt to put off doing actual work that counts for actual marks at the hell hole that is Centlivres Building (archi lingo)

It was like striking oil during a recession.

Experimentation time yes? 

            This is a very overdue gift for a friend who is inlove with horses. Like, proper in love.