Sunday 8 October 2017

Inktober 2017: Day 8


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When they got to Port Erin, everyone boarded buses going in the Cregneash direction. The hooded stranger was a little confused as they passed the living museum village. The only destination past the village was...
"... Isle of Calf?!" said the hooded stranger to himself.
"...ummm? Calf of Man, yes," said the mayor, as if remembering the hooded stranger had a voice. "We have boats waiting to take as many of the tourists over as we can."
"Why did we take that train? Wouldn't it have been quicker to take the bus the whole way from Douglas?"
"It's traditional!" Smiled the mayor. "...and the tourists love it."
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I'm not happy with this one. I'm not use to drawing landscapes or buses, so it's not the best looking. 
And a bit of forewarning, the Isle of Cafe is going to looking nothing like the real thing. A huge amount of artistic licensing will be used.

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