Tickling The Clergyman's Daughter

Every Monday, just before three o'clock, the Clergyman's daughter sets upon the gentleman's chair holding a book that is never read.
She is riveted to the man (Her Father's colleague)... longing for his touch and shields her lovely excitement behind the unknown pages.
Their secret pleasure is almost up for out in the field we can see Father has returned.

As is with art and collaborations, so comes mentorship. I have been very fortunate to have the grace of the great and wonderful C.A.B. and I am under his direct tutelage.
I have to say that art is amongst my greatest pleasures.
Thank you C.A.B.

And to be a little cheeky I'll add, that C.A.B. is now filling me full of new skills and thrusting new techniques deep into my spreads.


I hope you all enjoy this playful creation.
FP