The deer were hungry after the fire. Their ribs were showing. A couple of deer, followed by their babies, cautiously walked up to me. The buck appeared. I sat right down under a tree where I was standing. Rummaging though charcoal where a campfire had warmed the family during a summer visit, I found a stick and started to draw. A dozen sketches were made in one sitting. I’m thinking of making a book to sell at a reasonable price or to give away as presents to my friends. I could use a professional printing service or I could take the drawings to a copy store and have some books spiral bound for me. The other idea would be to create a book online. Any ideas? What do you think? How could I sell the Artists Books? Making the art is my thing. Marketing my art should be left to the experts in their field. As always, click on one of the images to enlarge.
This post is for Brad and his loving family.