Inktober 8 — jellies

[eimarra]

I spent most of the day sitting outside for a yard sale that didn’t get much sold. (On the other hand, we earned something.) You might think this would have been the ideal time for me to sketch, but in the swarms of gnats, that just wasn’t feasible. So after that and making dinner and getting my daughter to bed, I just wanted to do something simple (cue suggestions from son of crazy lady in a lightning storm and from husband of puppy stuck in a tree) — not faces or hands.

Thus, jellyfish.

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