Tuesday, September 8, 2009

# 313

As I heard it, a carny and an evil ringmaster got into a scrap one day (back in the old days when circus and carny folk had true honor). They fought and struggled for a very long time. In the end the ringmaster called in the clowns and won. With his last breath, the carny cursed the ringmaster...he would walk the earth as all the pieces of a circus for the rest of his unnatural days.
Ink and colored pencil on Mi-Teintes pastel paper, 7" x 5"

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