Well, not the sketch, but the subject…someone whom I revere as a real saint, whether they make her one or not…
I have been sketching all my life; and it is so much a part of me that I have never thought much about it. When I moved into my present apartment, I finally decided to frame a few of the sketches that had been autographed, and a few that I liked…but that was about the limit of it.
I do tend to post a lot of stuff critical of the space where I live..so it’s a pleasure to be able to say something positive, too!
I was just posting this sketch of mine on to LJ when I get a call that
The past few days, I have watched, riveted, as Mrs Black Kite calls each morning…and Mr BK arrives with morsels in his mouth which he lays out on the palm fronds; she comes out, eats them, and it’s back to the nest for her.