Summer creek

 Sitting along a summer creek

sketching and embellishing upon what I see

a lovely dancer upon a rock

moving to the rhythm of the flowing waters

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InkTober Day 1

opening her heart
the breath of life filled her 

stance of ecstasy was all she knew 

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I have been drawing the past few days 
before that ...

it was not that I did not have the desire

or 

that I did not have inspiration

both I have had

I just did not sit down to draw for a very long time

I missed art

and it is happy making 

in a tangible quiet way to do so again

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Lovely October to you!

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Scribble Picnic: creams

though my world is still creamy white with snow

I am celebrating spring

with each tight little bud that I see

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today:

 

(even the frozen pond is creamy aqua)

Sharing with Scribble Picnic

for

theme: Creams

visit to enjoy others art on the take

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lovely Spring or Autumn 

to you all!

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Another Ink drawing

dancing man

bones of a tree during the day

comes to life as a dancer at night

 

inspired by this photo from a hike I did a couple weeks ago on a camping trip

the trail is called Scenic Point and takes one high

into the mountains

to the sky

with amazing views

and 

once upon a time trees

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Winter Solstice

on the shortest day of the year

her spirit takes flight

leaping in celebration 

for a bit more light

each day

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lovely Solstice to one and all

whether it is Winter or for some Summer.

here it is certainly winter

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Balancing in Life

a wee imp

balancing

with life's ups and downs

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evening sketch

sweet days and nights to you!

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Inktober Ends

with ectacy she flies through the skies

little rabbit decided to be a lady for Halloween

Happy Halloween

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Today is the last day of InkTober

It has been a fun challenge. 

Thank you for keeping me company.

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Perched on Her Toes

Perched on Her Toes

a balanced stance

contemplating

the inner realm

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Red Bun on Toes

She is a dancer of life
embracing highs and lows (mountain tops and valleys)
She prefers being on her toes
and offering grace to the world

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which brings back a memory:

when i was younger and i felt like i wasn't being heard

i would stand on things

i did not know why, it was not a conscious choice

maybe i thought if I was taller or higher I had a better chance of being heard 

makes me smile now
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for sale here: Beauty Flows

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I was hiking yesterday
hoping to find an antler
and look:

 thrilled!
 

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Bodies

 dancing is her breath

her joy

her gift to the world

hello winged friend

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playful

whimsical bodies

I am practicing creating bodies....

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