The relaxed and natural atmosphere you imbue into all your work is simply sublime. They remind me of E.H. Shepard's illustrations, especially his work on the original Winnie the Pooh.
Ever since I got into this new generation of MLP, I always felt that in some way I had found my way back to the Hundred Acre Wood. Looking at this, it feels like that same pure spirit from a far less cynical time has been resurrected... Here's hoping you never lose hold of it.
Oh my. Your comparison is a big honour for me. All that I can say: well, I'll try to improve my art and hope I will really correspond with that one day. And I understand you. Miss that spirit too. Thank you so much for your kind words.
You have no idea how much this picture makes me remember my childhood.
The wind in my hair at my grandparent's farm after a hard day's work, taking a break with the local neighbor kids along our fence. Nothing can compare to the feeling of absolute content that would envelop me.
I tip my hat to you, because you've brought so many memories and feelings back to me. Your art has made my day, and I want you to know how much I appreciate it.
I know you probably didn't intend it to have this effect on someone, but thank you. Thank you for this magnificent piece of artwork. It's true value lies in the way it brought out my emotions.
Well - and you have no idea how I'm moved by your words.
A little town where everypony knows local mailmare - that's what I thought about, drawing this. But... I have my own memory pieces and want to catch, to save them. And to share - although I'm not a social person. That's why the sky and the wind and swifts are here. I suppose swifts and wind are for share, heh. Always wait for them every spring. And when I read comments like yours I feel: it works. Your own way - but it works! Uh oh. (Uhm. Time for me to stop talking - too much grand words for picture like that.)