Elevator. Ascend. Thoughts of… nothing. Then, a friend. Long ago. Soft, ever-present ache. Vhooooooom…. reflected silence, smooth and cool, the back of my hand against the glass. The past is the past is my mountain, my hill, is an undissolved pill without resolution or hint of an end, remembering faces of long ago friends. BING! This is me. I straighten my dress and step out.
Graphite and conte on 185gsm Arches watercolour paper
29.7cm x 42cm (A3) approx 12″ × 16.5″
“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.”
I’ve decided to unlist this drawing from sale for the present time, because I want to do a bit more work on her face.
Graphite and pastel on 185gsm Arches paper
29.7 x 42cm (A3)
A bruised beauty. Something about her eyes.. sooty, disillusioned from promises and lies. She wants everything or nothing at all. Battered baby doll.
- Free Paper Doll Printables (thehomesteadatspringcreek.wordpress.com)
All I want is you.
Your love for me, essential
as the air I breathe.