Here's another one from me is not a great illustration of the Pokemon, namely those that fell into the trap of my creative dark energy. This time it was Pichu. He is like a pikachu only 2 times smaller, small as a calf. Here I pictured it as a toothache, a small gluttonous devil, small and with wings. And after I "lighted" it in social networks, one woman was inspired by it, and wrote this poem:
What a cheery pokemon ...
What a cheerful pokemon
I'm smiling from the picture!
Today he says to me:
It's time to clear the spiders
In all corners of the dwelling,
Where I live today.
Where is the elephant drowsing under the couch,
And on the wallpaper a long sleep
Hanging shaky shadow.
Where is the cupboard stuffed with laziness.
Where in the movie TV,
There is a hundred years already it
With a well-known plot.
Doubts skeleton
On the stool at the table.
We are conducting a dispute with a skeleton,
He saws sawdust in this case.
Unshaven cactus on the window
About something everything is going through ...
But it became suddenly clear to me:
Here the pokemon is not enough!
So that this little world
Take like a dried flower,
And put in one of the books,
And lose it for a moment,
To unlearn forever
Such a bore to be! Oh yeah!!!
The process of drawing.
ready drawing in my hands