When I was a little girl, I would go up to my grandmother's attic.
There I would find an old rabbit stuffed animal.
My grandmother told me it was originally an off white color, but had faded in the darkness of the attic.
My grandmother's kitten would frequent the attic on his own.
I would go with him, and tie a black sash around his neck.
In the darkness of the attic it appeared he had no body; only a head.
I rustled through a box and found a rusty pocket watch and a deck of cards.
But my favorite of all the gadgets and gizmos, was a porcelain doll I named Alice.
The attic would become a "Wonderland" of sorts.
And Alice would discover new places everytime I traveled to my grandmother's attic.
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Incase you were wondering, that story wasn't true lol. I just thought it would be a cute little explanation about everything here with Alice.
Gahh my scanner pretty much killed this one completely. Like really bad. -___- I'm thinking about throwing it to scraps. Gahh ignore the kitty...I hate it. lol Alice was killed the most in the scan though. Her skin and her dress and everything scanned bad. T____T *bang*
I drew this for one of my best friends, Mollie. She loves Alice in Wonderland so I figured I would draw this for her for her birthday. ^^
Media
-.7 mechanical pencil
-Prisma Colored Pencils
Sta.sh
