Reminding me to go searching for the sound. To chase after the ever elusive muse.
To find the beauty in tragedy, and the strength to continue through.
Looking for the shapes in an owl’s face. I put this together last night while taking an evening off from riding bikes into the hills.
I wish I could tell you I got an owl to sit still for me. The two I saw tonight on my bike ride were heading silently away from me.
I looked at some sketches I did of owls two years ago. I can tell you this much. My sketches are starting to look less like cartoon cats with wings, and more like owls. I think that’s a good thing….right?
I sat down for 5 hours with a piece of plywood today. While I sat several cameras captured the passing moments. With which I am planning another time-lapse video project. I had done the pencil work for this over the last few weeks. My recent trip to Hawk Hill in Marin County, CA. inspired me further to make this project come about. Today with a free afternoon and all my laundry done, I sat down to bring the myth to the page.
Robert Hunter’s lyrics for the Grateful Dead are a deep well of inspiration for so many.
Myself thoroughly included.
I found this drawing in a cardboard tube in the bottom of my closet. I made it in April of 2012. This was among my earlier attempts at a bird in flight. While resembling a kite/squid/cartoon sort of bird. This drawing makes me smile to look at it.
It was with those drawings I made in the spring of 2012, that I discovered I had the ability to combat anxiety and depression with this powerful weapon of peace.
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I had this drawn out in pencil for the last few months. I finally got back to it and made some changes and added color.