One of five fish I've drawn for my friend Marianne, who is putting together a book of children's poetry on Lulu (or similar).
The poem this illustrates, about creepy fish running on land, has a pleasingly shivery Southern Gothic feel.
I drew the fish on holiday with my in-laws. My four-year-old nephew was amazed I took so long on something so small. He decided to draw a fish with legs too, and filled it up with dots, but as he explained to me, it was at least four times as big, and took much, much less time to complete!
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