Living in a hotel since 9/2016. Make the most of what you have, where you are. Make more art!
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Piping Hot Love. I started drawing lines that became pipes. Then, Love changed it all.
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Into or out of the abyss. Individual perspective is everything. What do you see?
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Parts of the Whole. Markers on sketchbook paper. Abstract, psychedelic, colorful, random.
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Checkered Huddle. dollar store pencils on dollar store paper.
Have fun today.
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Closing In. Color version.
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I'm with the band. My daughter donated some used designs paper which I promptly put to work creating these people. Love to all.
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We have been living in a hotel since 9/2/2016 and all my art stuff is in storage. I got some pencils and this sketch book from the dollar store. I thought my art days were over. Maybe they are. Enjoy.
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Names. Why must things have names?
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Some days everyone wants to get on the paper.
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Armageddon. After the bombs explode. Chaos ensues. Random energy streams colliding. Beauty from ashes. Capturing one moment in time. Dollar store markers on 9" x 12" dollar store paper.
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First angel of summer. Details upon request.
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Pitching holes in a basket. Ask me for details.
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I placed a poster board on my table to protect from acrylics. Doodle Dan showed up while I was having a cuppa cawfee. I'm pretty sure anyone can draw him.
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The eclipse had an unexpected influence on a previously uploaded piece. Can you guess which one, and what changed?
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Found some crayons tossed in the street.
Picked 'em all up and thanked God for the treat.
Went back the next day found three more there.
Encourages me to make more art and post it here.
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Recently sold this 6" x 8" drawing I call Formerly Hidden. Images that were formerly hidden in my brain now are exposed for all to see.
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Screams from the soul. I'm working on my expressions and technical improvements.
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Sometimes the pencil wanders, sometimes the mind.
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Eyes. Details upon request. I'm not that kind of artist.
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There are faces I remember, some are gone and some remain.