Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
Apologies for the super dull drawing,I can't seem to make up my mind if I want to keep painting or draw digitally,it's almost like a mini art block.I dreamed of a candy person and decided he would be pink instead because pink can be a fun color to use even though I dislike it.He's a marshmellow,a pink one.
It's been awhile. I spent last year trying to make color sketches with very cheap old colored pencils. This is the last one I will post. I got better pencils for 2022.
Well, technically. There's two who look extremely similar: the last one I colored is Aldrich, too, but all the others are Ulrich. If... I've even done Ulrich before.
This was originally done with ink and watercolor for the Red Book of Bashkortostan, I really like the look of classic botanical illustrations on brightly colored backgrounds :)
