There once was a hobbit ... by carles
"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort." --- pen and ink on paper. --- More art from Pierre Carles at www.pierrecarles.com.