Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
I’ve never done inktober before as I don’t really think of myself as an artist. I was drawn to it this year though. No idea why! I think I maybe just needed a break from writing without stopping being creative, if that makes sense?
The prompt for October the first was ‘poisonous’. I had been studying mandrake for an article for Pagan Pages, and based my first ink attempt on an old botanical print. Somehow, the feminine aspects of the plant really shouted at me. See what you think.