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Self Portrait


It has been about ten years since I have done a self portrait, and decided it was about time. It is watercolor and ink about 8.5 x 8.5 inches. The papers texture irked me a bit when painting the skin, but I got over it. Though I wont do portraits on that paper again.
The really challenging part was that I didn’t think about lighting when I took the photo. I had light coming from the lamp infront of me which was neutral white and yellowish light from the windows- made shading a challenge that I feel I could have done a tad better with.
That is the exciting thing about art- it is always enticing you to believe it can actually be tamed and mastered.

Detail I


Detail II
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Faerie with Lady Bug

I have scrapped an old attempt at illustrating an old sketch because it was too small for the details I wanted and I just didn’t like the mixed media background so much.

Perhaps it is in vain- but I am trying to hone in on my “style” more by playing around a bit. Personally I think I would like to see a dash more edge and contrast.

Mostly though I am working at experimenting with my weak area- backgrounds. I avoid them and would rather just focus on the foreground subject. I tried to go more “kids story book” but how well does that really work when the subject is all natural-oops. Think I will redo her sometime with dress.
I have also been wanting to play around with a very modern heavily stylized and simplified characters. For creating an illumination style. That is like torture for someone who loves elaborate details oozing out of everything. But life goes on.

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And Where Will I Find You

And Where Will I Find You

And where will I find you
in the folds of shadow and dream?
imbetween what is lost and
what is found in the ommissions
of time and the frail murmuring
voice of enchantment.
Where will I find you?

The days slip and dart tormenting
the lost fate of yesterday.
Here I wait in the old places.
Here I stand with held breath
not knowing your eyes again.

Who am I to complain
having been filled before
with such alluring light.
The blind can not see.
Does it spare them the agony?

So where will I find you?
Retreated into solitudes embrace,
abandoning the seductions of
destiny and her dance.

Does she hold you warmly,
is she gentle like wind,
cruel like wind
tossing you
from comfort
to
agony.

I am windswept and torn
yet still I cling to the harbor
of silence and stillness.

So how will I find you,
trembling at the thought of stepping outside
.

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Through the Wave That Unfolds You

Through the Wave That Unfolds You

Tonight may you
rest deeply enfolded
in a blanket of waking stars
softly kissed by the
silver light of ageless moons
blessed and caressed serenly
by the wind that moves over you
by the wind that moves over you
by the wind that moves over you.

Tonight may you
take endless comfort
in the bossom of ancient forests
gently warmed by the
sacred fire deep in the breast
of the earth that rises to you
of the earth that rises to you
of the earth that rises to you.

Tonight may you
glide peaceful and effortless
in an ocean of loving abyss
rocking and ever knowing
the power and infinity of your being
through the wave that unfolds you
through the wave that unfolds you
through the wave that unfolds you.

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