Saturday, February 25, 2012
City motif.
Spending some time in the City and managed not to get desirable bottle of ink, so used different leftovers and felt a bit sad. Thought what would I drew if it would be my last day? Sadly knew again this is not what I would want to draw. This is not what I would want to do. We live like it is eternity in front of us and we will have time to say, to do, to give what is really matters. Will we?
Labels:
fountain pen,
ink,
Ira,
Kuretake,
Manhattan,
sketch,
water brush
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I have not been able to stop thinking about your remarkable comments. Thank you for your insight. Even more, thank you for the beautiful way you depict the world around you, and for sharing those images with us. Shelly
Thank you very much, Shelly, for being on the same page with me. I really appreciate your comment and glad that you like my drawings. Hard to think clearly about ourselves, when we so overwhelmed with chores, work, obligations and we do what expected. And we feel happy. But just asking helps to stop for a second and think. :-)
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