a watchful gaze..


Sketched on 29th April 2021, this artwork features an owl's watchful gaze juxtaposed with an abstract figure of a boy deep in contemplation. The vibrant brushstrokes of green, red, and purple capture the dynamic and reflective nature of the scene, evoking a sense of wisdom and introspection reminiscent of the magical world?

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