It has been a year and a day
Since you passed away
I no longer need to wear my crape
Which hid the tears that framed my face’s shape.
Though I forget you not
As I often visit my family plot
I spend as much time at your graveside
Cherishing the memories of us walking side-by-side.
I remember our special day
As if it were yesterday
Orange blossoms decorated my dress and my hair
And your golden tresses reflected the sun, so
Some development work from last year’s summer project.
One of many assorted objects my tutor brought in for me and my class peers to draw. I spent about a day on this still life study, sketched with a HB pencil on plain paper as part of an introductory second-year university project.
Wine glass with text. Still life charcoal and chalk drawing.
Sliced mushrooms, drawn in chalk and charcoal.
Charcoal and chalk
Combining nature with constructed forms. Pencil, pre-2010.
Collage of a print I did in college (detail). The theme was astrology.
Half of a two-point perspective piece. Markers and collage.
