Night Delight
The moon is such a strange delight, Appearing mostly every night, From cloudless skies, with glowing light, Reflecting Sun with all its might.
The moon is such a strange delight, Appearing mostly every night, From cloudless skies, with glowing light, Reflecting Sun with all its might.
Draw a picture just for me. Show me what you think and see. I will draw a picture too, And create it just for you.
God sustains oceans thriving sea creatures galore oceans sustain life.
Bright and sharp flashes the deep voices of thunder elements of storm.
WATERCOLOR class, 2017
Ahhh... the beginning. Watercolor has always intrigued me. Yet, I honestly struggled to create an image that matched what I envisioned! Here is my first portrayal of snow.
ART class, 2016
The Grecian urn was a venture into the highlight and shadow
of a 3-dimensional object. I grew to love the urn -
unlike the blue bicycle
with whom I endured a very tedious and awkward relationship.
After class ended, we never spoke again.
2016
The one on the right is near a bouquet of my favorite colors. Trees are personal gems. Trees to spy, trees to climb, trees to jump down from and swing on. Trees that reveal the perspective of birds. Read books, sketch bugs, imagine a fantasy existence - all while in the presence of a tree.
Barely audible hymns of secret fairy folk fields and fields of song.
Wandering horses consider summer mountains nuzzle the grasses.
ART class, 2016
Having been raised on a small farm in northern California, I appreciated this horse-themed project! This particular art class - Visual Language - was my first artistic endeavor after a 30-year break from formal education.