“If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it. I think that I see something deeper, more infinite, more eternal than the ocean in the expression of the eyes of a little baby when it wakes in the morning and coos or laughs because it sees the sun shining on its cradle.”
Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts.
Howling dog. Some sense what others cannot.
Sleep on a cold winter night.
Horse dreams.
When my son falls asleep next to me, I remember why I had kids - so I could draw them.
This girl was waiting near me. Some people are too amazing looking to not draw.
Quidditch Harry seeking the snitch, Magritte style.
Fluffy, as only Hagrid would name him. Art Direction provided by my five year old son who sat at my shoulder and let me know Fluffy needed to be more scarier.