That’s what I started out with, but then I sat looking over a little pond, thinking I might be painting or sketch-booking or something. Instead I fished my binoculars out of the trunk and sat watching a pair of blue … Continue reading →
There are no rules? I tire of being told “there are no rules” because I think there are there are some rules or at least some things that apply to a situation or to a drawing to make it come … Continue reading →
Letter from V. Another letter from V. He’s out and about in the town And sends a drawing of the bridge Describing the jay blue sky Arcing above the locals passing in their work Ignorant of the red And gold … Continue reading →
There on the floor, the unexpected. Finding a cat’s whisker is a rare event despite the multiple cats and their multitudinous whiskers. They seem unusually shed but it must happen like any hair, certainly more often than say the kitten’s … Continue reading →
This morning before work I headed out, hoping to do a little painting before work. And I did. But there was this glaring bright thing up in the sky that hurt my eyes! Sun? What’s that? I don’t remember… A … Continue reading →
The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.
