One evening in Venice
I wanted to try for something a little more abstract without the image losing it’s ability to convey story.
I wanted to try for something a little more abstract without the image losing it’s ability to convey story.
They said he was going to die. Two vets agreed that the reason old Oscar’s legs had stopped working was that his little heart could no longer pump enough blood to them. It seemed odd then that his feet were still warm so a trip to another vet and it was suggested that […]
