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Fuçando no We Heart, achei um desenho da Bel Mendes que acabou me inspirando a criar o meu. Fui olhando para o dela e desenhando, alterando e colocando outros detalhes...Não sei desenhar muito bem, mas acabou saindo \o/
This is a drawing of an old friends mut Rooster,what a crazy dog he was and sooo big and tall,loved him to bits.
I had his brother Louie from a later litter and he was wonderful,he used to sneek onto the school bus to follow me to school,it was cool cause I had to bring hium home too.
I read J.M. Coetzee's NY Review of Books critique of Norman Mailer's new book on Adolf Hitler's childhood to my morning class while they drew me. The drawings began when I started reading, ended when I finished the article--about 45 minutes.
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I went to Landgoed Hoenderdeall and made this drawing. It was a lot of fun to draw in public, I've done this when I went to school, but never again since then.
Moleskine drawing
None captured him, but it was fun
Danke, Manuel, für die super Fotos.
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Sorry..a little smeary, I should clean the scanner-glass
My co-worker and I are having another drawing challenge. This week's challenge was to draw a combination cat and bat. I went with a cat skull with bat wings.
The old graveyard opposite my house. Pen & ink drawing.
'Regrets'.
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If I grow old, if I should be allowed
To live that long, shall I be glad one day
To ponder on the riches I have had?
And shall I smile, feeling my heart flush warm
Remembering the sparkling scented spring
And rosy ripened summer of before,
And dwell with loving thoughts on days of yore?
Or else, and this I fear, will I regret,
And look back sighing, full of grief and pain
On wasted days that trickled into years
And fled away, never to come again?
Will I look back with weary age-blurred eyes
That once were bright and amorous and clear
On unfulfilment rife, and failures bleak,
And mockeries of all that I held dear?
Shall I regret the loves that I denied
Which might have blossomed, had I only tried,
And nurtured them, by watering the seed
Instead of hurrying away in fear?
And shall I find, too late, my spoils are poor
Because I didn't dare to strive for more?
Shall I be forced to contemplate in shame
The chances lost for which I bear the blame
And know there's nothing left to linger on
Nothing to tell of me when I am gone .
No worthwhile poem nor a snatch of song
No splash of colour on this world's sad grey
But all my dreams and visions fled away.
And all my life just nothing more, alas,
Than canvases left virgin blank and white
And lines of poems that I meant to write;
The loves that might have been that I let pass;
The kindnesses unspent, now all forlorn,
And much-loved children never to be born.
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Copyright Kate Underwood 2008.
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This is my second time drawing Audrey Hepburn. The first attempt from 2009 can be seen in my Dearly Departed album. For me, the beautiful people are the most difficult to draw.
I try to find a bit of time every day to do a bit of colouring or reading. Something relaxing and for me. A good time is whilst the boys eat their tea, not the most relaxing of times often, so this does help!
We had Parents' Consultation at Noah's school today, and it was a mostly positive result. He is progressing well with reading, writing and maths. He has made friends and settling in pretty well on the whole. The only thing his teacher raised as needing work, was his ability to manage his emotions a little, as he does tend to get upset very quickly if something is done to him (any perceived slight) or if he is blamed for something he feels is unjust. That seems fairly normal for a 5 year old; I'm pretty pleased with his report overall.