"With that, she gave a slight nudge to the camel, turned it swiftly around and with a clip and a clop away she went, taking her chances elsewhere, into a rainy fog.
Never again would I see her. Upon my return to this place, more than two decades later, I would learn that my brother never forgave her for loving me, loving me only..."
Yankle in A Favorite Son
This is a quick color sketch, using acrylic paint on paper, looking at a white-clad model, From another direction than the first sketch, here.