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Last month’s Every Day in May challenge, and my requiring no pencil, has a hold over in that as I am stressed and busy I continue with just a sketch of anything I pull out of the bag of images, … Continue reading
Working this months Virtual Sketchwalk (all flowering thangs) on Hahnemühle Post Cards, mostly directly in ink again, as I have no time so am doing quick sketches. Pepper trees remind me of Canoga Avenue in the San Fernando Valley, which … Continue reading
When I was a child my mom kissed the palms of my hand each night at bedtime and told me this prayer. It has a special place in my heart. Images are from Doolin, courtesy Joyce, who did a grand … Continue reading
Okay, you KNOW I am not big on self-criticizing… But gads the green got away from me. I think this is a good lesson in not just planning from a sketching point of view, but from a color point of … Continue reading
Constance Lloyd married Wilde man, and bore his children. That was not all she was — feminist, adventurer, leader. Well bred, well read, an author of children’s stories. Deceptively strong, though she died at forty from a complication of surgery, … Continue reading
It started with the Monkey King tile from Christ Church in Dublin… And then I had to draw the one next to it… And then I found more… And more. They marched along the bottom of the open pages. They … Continue reading