Showing posts with label colored pencils. Show all posts
Showing posts with label colored pencils. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Mary Ellen


Mary Ellen seemed like she might make a nice
big sister for Katie, so I paired them up in my sketchbook!


These pairings are fun to come across when I look back 
on the characters resulting from this challenge!

Thank you for visiting!

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Mother and Child

It is a universal emotion,
the love of a mother for her child.


They could have any names, any racial background, any ethnicity -
but their bond is the same the world over.
It is a powerful thing.

I used micron pen, pan pastels and colored pencil on this quick sketch.

Thanks for stopping by!
Have a great Thursday!!

Monday, November 7, 2016

AEDM Day 7

I have two things to share today...
I'm working on this fabric appliqué picture, had it taped on a porch window,
and loved how it looked against the trees in my yard! I'll reveal it tomorrow, I hope!


Also, I finished up this machine embroidered portrait,
and thought of the perfect caption for it, in view of what's going on in our country lately!


"George has voted early and does not want to hear another word about politics!"

My feelings exactly!!

Have a wonderful rest of the day!


Friday, September 11, 2015

Daily Sketchbook - "One of Those Sleepless Nights"

Just a quick sketch. I guess I was inspired by the people on Facebook
who talk about being insomniacs.


Other than a rare night when I'm really stressed about something,
I'm usually a good sleeper, thank goodness, unlike this poor fellow!

Hope you have a restful weekend!

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Elizabeth


ELIZABETH

Elizabeth is the favorite nurse 
of the residents of Shady Elms Nursing Home.
When they see her, they think of 
springtime and daisies 
and Doris Day.
Her voice has a lilt
and her sense of humor brightens the
dull routine of the residents' lives. 
She is their advocate and treats them all 
with humor, care and respect,
 and because of these things
  she is greatly loved.

Sad to say, Elizabeth
does not love herself.
She hates what she considers her full cheeks
 and her plump figure,
and the freckles that sprinkle over her nose.
She compares herself to models and movie stars
and wishes that she could be someone else.
She has no idea how she lights up a room,
and how beauty shines out through
her wholesome face.

And so she dreams of a diet or face cream
or some other miracle
that will make her as beautiful
as, everyone knows,
 she already,
truly,
is.