After the Wind

This sketch goes with the last one. Look at the position of the rose. What do you see in her after she has gone through some intense gusts? And what do you think the dove represents?

Wind Tossed Beauty

To be honest, I really have not felt like sketching lately...just have not been motivated. The winds of life have picked up and I have felt tossed around a bit. However, I sat down and did this one tonight and it felt great...I guess my heart can relate to the circumstance of the rose.

Solitude

I love solitude even though it is rare in my home.
Maybe that is why I appreciate stillness.
I also love the coast.
So I am relating to this peaceful pelican
who is very still, very content.
Resting in his little hiding place
Amongst the salty ocean fragrance
Unseen behind the marshy screen
Of the coastal gardens.
Solitude!
Solitude!
I am calling for you!

Girlie Stuff

I started out sketching the little girl with folded hands but this is how it turned out. It is funny how sometimes your hand takes you in a different direction.It is kind of like a hidden gift waiting to be revealed. One of my words was cut off on the scanner. However, it says,

Ruffles and Ribbons,
Presents and Purse,
Sashes and Satin,
I love Girlie Stuff!

I Will Be Back!

I just wanted to apologize to those of you who keep checking here to find a new sketch Honestly I have had a good bit of morning sickness and just have not spent any free time doing anything but sleeping. However, I am beginning to feel much better and hope to start back sketching soon. Please keep checking back. I appreciate your encouragement and for viewing my sketches.

Ange

Lakeside

The photo above was taken of my parent's deck at Lake Greenwood, S.C. They live right on the lake. And from this beautiful deck is a glorious view of the water.

This sketch was difficult so I know a lot of the proportions are off. However, I thought I would give it a shot. I love sitting in the swing and looking at the lake. I cannot wait to go there and sit in that swing again one day.

Hospitality

When I think of hospitality, I think of my mother. She worked very hard when my brother and I were growing up to make our home a place of comfort. She had a way of making our home feel cozy. It was not in the fancy things, but in the simple things she did. She still carries that gift today and shares it with others.

Pouring into the lives of our loved ones is the best form of hospitality. Hospitality comes from the word hospice which means hospital. It is a practice of inviting the weak and hurting into a haven where they can find peace and rest. I was blessed to be raised in that kind of home. Happy Mother's Day Momma!