Rough waters wash over slick wooden slivered edges Spilling frigid waters of fear and little pin-pricks of pain to weary and numb worn limbs, in the deepening darkness of this emotional torrent, meyself, like a storm shaken life boat barely bouyant sailing between swales, searching skies for signs of an eventual end to these sun shunned days. ~~~~ […]
Okay…so maybe she’s not blond, but she could be…here are today’s attempts at drawing…both from the course books I have been working from. I particularly like the bunny…and feel free to laugh…I am just learning.
As yet not red rounded curves Shakily skratched in paper pad perspective is a problematic though not matched one to one still not bad for having just begun ~~~~ Here is the my post I should have done yesterday…it’s a poem and mysecond attempt at drawing something… I can actually […]
Last month I participated in the A to Z Challenge, posting a poem a day (sometimes more as the muse struck) that began with a letter of the alphabet–starting with “A” on April first, “B” on the second and so on and so forth. I found this to be an excellent method to impose deadlines […]
