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I'm enjoying archiving my work. Recently I found this drawing that I did for "Home Video Magazine." I had to look up when CNN started. It was 1980 when I did the illustration, so I guess the article was about that.
Aphrodite at the Waterhole No, 19.
Charcoal and pastel on paper about 24" x 18"
For more on this one, you could have a look at my blog: davewhatt.wordpress.com/2018/06/07/stella-mentions-turbid...
This was a quick picture that I drew today , what do you guys think ? Also I'm planning to have some Lego Fallout stuff done by next week
My request at the drawing booth:
A hippo with a bird on his shoulder riding a person through the woods.
The kids have taken it upon themselves to fundraise for their Disney trip... they are charging $1.60 per drawing and it is made to the buyers specifications.
So far they have collected $2 one from me and one from their mom lol we get a 60 cents discount.
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When you dont like my little joke I will ofcourse remove it DAN
Right now I'm working on Charcoal portrait job
I still have quite a few left to do and I have to get cracking.
Once I sit down and start drawing.. I get into the zone. that's when I feel most like myself and entirely in the moment. Everything around me fades away.
Day 32 of 365 Days
colouring picture
Drawing of my brother when he was young..
I'm thinking of making a family colouring book of old photos.
This small house,
it feels like shy, falling pebbles
upon a bundle of nervous cotton
laying quite still.
It's her body, heavy and
warm, as if she just grew, then faded
and grew again,
lost from someone's thoughts
in a hurry, and left there
like a cat out in
a dying forest.
She keeps something
on her knees, it is soft and small
and it makes her laugh
like a stubborn castle.
A row of people
use their lilac colored eyes
to make doors in the castle to walk
through, and they all leave dots
of snow petals on the floor
to lick, for a cat's tongue,
but they do not have time
to look around.
From small to smaller, she puts her hands
against her head and do not mind
the house, though it has
a sour smell of loneliness
and shy pebbles,
and leaves her feeling dumb,
like a cat left behind
in a dying forest.