Trust the Bunny, Whimsical
He said ,"Trust me." I glanced in his direction and detected a sly smirk cross his cutesy little face, whiskers twitching. "Seriously, trust me," he repeated, this time with more conviction. He tentatively moved closer to the pot plant; those yellow-green leaves looked plump, luscious, juicy. The bunny gave me one more look; blinked hard. I sighed then, and turned away, shoulders shrugged, and hoped for the best.
50cm x 50cm // Oil on canvas // $420 Unframed // $540 Framed in Tasmanian oak // Price inc Aust delivery and certificate of authenticity