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Sketching :: Drawing from Observation
I draw, I sketch, I paint.
I also teach graphic & web design, drawing & typography.
Là où va la main, l’œil suit;
là où va l’œil, va l’esprit;
là où va l’esprit se trouve le cœur;
là où se trouve le cœur
est la réalité de l’être,
le siège de l’âme.
A few Stories with Watercolours & Drawings & Texts
Category Archives: Watercolour
A box without hinges, key or lid yet golden treasure inside is hid. — J.R.R. Tolkien, Bilbo the Hobbit I did not have much time today and I wanted to draw faces up close… really close. So again I chose … Continue reading
What has roots that nobody sees is taller than trees, up up it goes and yet never grows? — J.R. Tolkien in Bilbo the Hobbit I really juggled with the idea of participating in the #OneWeekOneHundredPeople Challenge by Marc Taro … Continue reading
Take the word butterfly. To use this word it is not necessary to make the voice weigh less than an ounce or equip it with small dusty wings. It is not necessary to invent a sunny day or a field … Continue reading
Smile tho’ your heart is aching Smile even tho’ it’s breaking When there are clouds in the sky You’ll get by If you smile Thro’ your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You’ll see the sun come … Continue reading
“To be nobody-but-yourself — in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight.” by E. E. Cummings By this first … Continue reading
Si la vie était dure je jure que je ne l’ai jamais su Je n’ai de regret que celui de mon âge et ce jeune cœur de moi est intact Le mal qu’on m’a fait est écrit dans le sable … Continue reading
IN AND OUT The dog searches until he finds me upstairs, lies down with a clatter of elbows, puts his head on my foot. Sometimes the sound of his breathing saves my life — in and out, in and out; a pause, a … Continue reading
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through the woods Before they planted the trees. It is underneath the … Continue reading
(Sung by Munchkins) Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the yellow-brick road Follow the yellow-brick, follow the yellow-brick Follow the yellow-brick road You’re off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard … Continue reading
Over the misty mountains cold Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. — J.R.R. Tolkien I toggled between the idea of a … Continue reading
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up up it goes, and yet never grows? — J.R.R. Tolkien Roots run deep and studies are showing that trees have a very intricate communicating system with their own. So … Continue reading
I am his Highness’ dog at Kew, Pray tell me sir, whose dog are you? — Alexander Pope, 1688-1744 #inktober2017 filthy theme. Dog in mud… don’t they love the puddles?
“The emotions have … their own sense of scale. In the emotional world a small thing can touch the heart and the imagination every bit as much as something impressively gigantic.” — Henry Beston For this gigantic theme, I had … Continue reading
The creative process helps reduce stress and anxiety. Creativity retrains you to accomplish just for the self instead of others. — Debbie Mandel The screech theme, so many options available. I thought first that I could draw an owl in full … Continue reading