Random

Random design using a bath back scrubber as a starting point. I think it looks a bit like sea urchins with little feelers sticking out. Then again, it could be the inside of an alien spacecraft, or a sound deadening surface? Imagine this created in a 3d printer. What material, soft or hard, would it be made of? I could add paint to its surface to create a print, or use it to hold plant roots in… Imagination is fun.

Wide eyed

I was trying to draw a face that had a child like quality as an example for the children’s book project I’m doing for college. I used black ink fine liner pen to draw and shade it and add some freckles. I was worriedcthe shading was a bit to strong so I decided to use a charcoal pencil to add a bit of softness. Then I coloured the eyes and the lips (I’m planning to use black and white drawings with small coloured highlights). Each drawing is different but it’s helping me decide what I’m doing.

Seahorse

Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt was idyllic. Today I was sitting feeling sorry for myself, then my hubby asked me to draw a seahorse like I had drawn on the beach last week. So today’s drawing is a Seahorse from my imagination, it would be idyllic to see a mythological beast like this. Used an old black felt pen because it gave nice soft lines…

Walk

You took my hand, held it tightly. Dragged me up the hill to the viewpoint.

We stared across the tree tops, across the views of hills and valleys. There were old houses and modern warehouses where there used to be fields. It’s gone, you said, our youth and the beauty that was once here.

Remember when we had strength? When hills were virtually flat? When colours were bright and gaudy.

The trees were shorter then, we could see further. We used to hold hands and more. Now, we are lost, can our hearts stay forever together? The hill is steep nowadays. But we walk hand in hand.

Butterfly

Through the dark night a butterfly flits, grey and green, not a moth. Looking for night-time flowers, like night scented stock.

The ghostly wings drop tiny scales, dusting the flowers with small droplets of white and grey.

Wings like snowflakes, flying through the cold dark, settling in a crevice at dawn. Sleeping till sunset arrives again….

Sunburst

Sunlight burst through the grey clouds, but not normal light, and from the wrong direction. Where had this blast of radiation come from? Was it just light or were there other sections of the radioactive spectrum? The blast blew the clouds away. Leaving a sparkling blue sky, only for the clouds to come roiling back seconds later. Thunder rumbled, lightning sparked overhead.

It was the supernova that had been the star Betelguse. Life had been damaged by the blast, would it, could it survive?