His friends never new when he would lose touch with his identity and wander out of the city, believing himself the modern day...
His friends never new when he would lose touch with his identity and wander out of the city, believing himself the modern day...

$300

His friends never new when he would lose touch with his identity and wander out of the city, believing himself the modern day Don Quixote. Luckily, one of his friends joined him, pretending to be his squire.
© 2021 By Duane Kirby Jensen,
9 x 12 watercolor, and ink on watercolor paper.

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