…well, almost Crunchy.
I was going to have a go at a version in oils, but other commitments got in the way [Mainly laundry…] I kind of envisaged this as a series of images, or a comic as this sad little elephant keeps popping up in my sketches.
Ironically, if an elephant stood on a snail, or anything crunchy for that matter, we wouldn’t hear it because of the fat cushioning underneath their feet. Imagine that, having an elephant silently sneak up on you!
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