drawing by The Weasel - fineliner on paper -
The Weasel is always late at work, because he has to stop and greet every acquaintance he meets on his way. And, as you can see, there are many acquaintances to say “Hello” to.
drawing by The Weasel - fineliner on paper -
The Weasel is always late at work, because he has to stop and greet every acquaintance he meets on his way. And, as you can see, there are many acquaintances to say “Hello” to.
drawing by The Weasel - fineliner on paper-
One of the Bunny’s and Weasel’s most favorite thing to do in autumn is to go in the woods and take pictures of mushrooms. This year the forest was full of mushrooms in all sizes and colors. And all were posing, as they wanted to have their picture taken and become a star in the internet.
drawing by The Weasel- fineliner on paper -
The Bunny and the Weasel had a fantastic vacation at the seaside. One day they went to visit the seals. It was a calm, sunny day, and the seals were basking in the sun. The Bunny and the Weasel were so lucky, they even got a souvenir to bring home: a selfie with a seal.
drawing by The Weasel
– fineliner on paper –
drawing by The Weasel- fineliner on paper -
One of the Weasel’s hobbies is gardening. For a little weasel, a balcony is enough though. So the Weasel plants in spring and in fall little plants in pots, enjoying the feel of earth on the paws.
drawing by The Weasel - fineliner on paper -
pigment fine liner on paper - by The Weasel
What not many knew was the the Bunny’s ears were so big, they reached the skies, going through the clouds, above the atmosphere. One could see the tips of the Bunny’s ears only from the space. Even the aliens were astound and came closer to the Earth to investigate
- fine pigment lines on paper, by The Weasel
Sir Weasel-a-lot, the might and brave knight, is fearless and fierce in the battle, defending the weak and the poor, is generous and merciful and the champion of the Right and the Good against Injustice and Evil.
pigment liner on paper by The Weasel
Nothing enjoy the Bunny and the Weasel more than spending a few hours in the warm water in the pools at the thermal baths.
- pigmentliner on paper by The Weasel
The Weasel waited until the summer til the cherries got ripe and sweet. He would go out and check the cherry-tree, if the fruits are already growing and watched them turning from green little beads to red, ripe cherries. He was so happy when he could finally take the ladder, put it under the tree, climb up and fill up his belly with sweet, tasty cherries.