Change is inevitable, mixed media on salvaged notebook page

It all starts with noticing. I hear the sound of a bee against the window, hard like a stone. I glance out the window as I sit myself down in my spot to put pen, brush, stamp, scraper whatever to paper. The dark blue crayon I found in an old tin at the back of the cupboard and covered in dust came in handy here. The crayon thought he had been forgotten about completely until now. Change is inevitable.

Mixed media on salvaged notebook page, 18 x 12 cm.