Her voice reminds me of the memory of clear summer day in childhood: beautiful, sweet and filled with a little bit of meloncholy and nostalgia. Which is pretty darn hard to capture in a logo type drawing. I immediately saw a gentle, hippy, kawaii type Mountain Man rather than a rugged hunter type. A wayward lumber jack maybe? This is one of my first digital images and I can't wait to get started editing it again.
A few weeks ago while talking about childhood toys, I made an interesting discovery about my picture of the Mountain Man. Some of my favorite toys when I was small were handed down or given to me by my big sisters. Sorry about breaking your Johnny West dolls L. One set of dolls that I adored were a happy hippy family called The Sunshine family. They had a craft store, which I never had, (I think my sister had that as they were her dolls first I believe) complete with pottery and spinning wheels. For whatever reason, the dad was my favorite. Here he is below.
Sunshine Family Dad |
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