Looking Up
He stops to rest, and looks up at the flowers towering above him. Up he climbs, up the twisting vines, up toward the the pink and golden buds that smile open to the sky. The leafy path smells fresh … Continued
He stops to rest, and looks up at the flowers towering above him. Up he climbs, up the twisting vines, up toward the the pink and golden buds that smile open to the sky. The leafy path smells fresh … Continued
Now the rain has stopped, and the morning is smiling down. My story begins with being brave.
Sometimes in the quiet moments I glaze my eyes over and meditate on motherhood and the role it has played in my life, and the role it continues to play in how my career is unfolding– I’m a mother now … Continued
It’s hard to know when an illustration is finished. Often by the time I’m nearing the end, my brain has already turned the page and is thinking about the next thing I want to add to this story. … Continued
Moving forward with this drawing. I feel slightly bad ending the day with this fellow standing alone. At least he has a hat to keep him warm. Tomorrow I’ll add some context, and possibly a friend. For now, … Continued
And we’re off! I am very excited to welcome you into my sketch-blog. This will be a space where you will be able to check in on the ramblings of my pencils. This is where we begin. This is where … Continued