What now???

was my question.....  

            and she asked me for color!

The best things in life are free

....or almost.  Something as simple as a pencil to journal, and or sketch with provides so much entertainment, pleasure, relaxation, comfort.  For now, most of my art supplies are neatly put away, waiting to be, relocated and reorganized, but as long as I have my pencil, paper, and an eraser...I'm a happy camper!!!



channeling Marilyn

Enjoying some digital fun!!
An old(young, MUCH younger)photo of my face, and a beautiful photo of the ever so gorgeous Marilyn Monroe found via Flickr,   amalgamated in Photoshop. Forgive me Marilyn.....I couldn't resist.

Thoughts = reality

'nuf said!!! 
                                       
today's journal page.

Burning embers

"Drawing is the discipline by which I constantly rediscover the world."  ~Frederick Franck
I'm in a turquoise, teal, and red kinda mood again!  My fav!!
Blue heaven....last nights journal painting combined with a digital background.
Journal page...abstract portrait.  Sarcasm...politically inspired ex:  Romney...shut the Feck up!!!!!   Obama, you're Fawesome!!! 

Oh.....how do I love thee

Let me count the ways

.....I ran out of numbers! xoxoxoxoxoxox'sssssssss

Lioness



Another one of yesterdays assignments, to sketch, and shade an animal!  Misty is certainly pushing us out of our comfort zones, and I couldn't be happier about it. Tomorrow onto clay and sculpture.......I'm having a blast!!!!!
This started out as a male Lion whose mane was my focus, but in the translation... lion made it clear she was female, AND wanted some "bling" to boot! 

Fork in the road


"I had set up tent

digging stakes long and deep;

squarely into the point,where fork meets the road.

Is that it?
Doth Thou answer?
Do I go...
left or right?
Same old question I ask,
day into night.
Yes, time - it does matter, 
for it does not stand still.
Flies rather quickly,
unlike climbing a hill.
Faster than light?....or maybe
it's sound...no
possibly, it's the other way round.
Get up, and start walking,
face the road strong and tall.
Travel that road, though 
you'll stumble and fall.
Turn your face from the mirror,
forgetting old lines.
Age does bring some wisdom,
and with it some rhymes. 


by Gloria Martin