This image was one of those images that started from something realy small. When my children broke up for the holidays they had this look of were free. writen all other them and some how that slipped into my mind when drawing this.
I can remember longing for the holidays and i think the consept would stand for anyone. Here a young witch has straped all her things onto her broom and head off for home under the light of the moon.
And it reminds me of when i first came across Harry Potter and this world where witchs were not realy noticed, but had this world outside the norm.