The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassyContinue reading “A Fitting Poem for our Trails”
I haven’t even gotten the book off to the editor yet, but I am playing around with the cover. I had originally drawn three paper dolls, but last night, I began work on three figures. It is the story of three middle-aged women who are best friends.
This is the first time I’ve managed to get the rocks to resemble actual rocks. At least, I feel I’ve gotten closer this time. This is no place, a totally made-up landscape.
This is my colorful rendition of a Shaker building at Pleasant Hill, KY.
I’ve been concentrating on flowers for the last few days of my drawing practice.
Done using Procreate, I tried to make it look like a watercolor.
Spring is coming, but I’ve been experimenting with fall colors, mainly because I love the warmth. But then, summer is my favorite season.
Here is my latest attempt at painting using Procreate. I’m trying to learn how to manipulate the different brushes.
In the sixties for the last couple of days. It’s supposed to reach seventy by tomorrow. On Sunday before last, we celebrated a full week of electricity. Although February is the shortest month, it seemed the longest. After an ice storm and more snow on top of that, along with temperatures in the single digitsContinue reading “Hammock Time in Kentucky”