Seventeen

Seventeen

Some sketches of a grandson.

12”x 9” ink and watercolor

Purple Reflection

Purple Reflection

The light was too yellow

catching maybe tears,

complementing the purple

in the shadows

of ominous clouds

over artificial waves,

almost neglected

by the drama

of finding her.

A sketch of “JA” on a dark stage except for the too yellow light. Sketched in a session with her a couple of weeks ago.

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point

Sailing To Where

Sailing To Where

Didn’t wonder then.

Not as I wonder now,

about her and her fears.

Those many hours alone

waiting unsure.

A re-sketch of an image from the story, feeling some connection with the day.

Islands Off Solitude

9”x 12” ink and watercolor

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point

Liquid

Liquid

Lost in an underwater city

of unintentional dreams

in a liquid crowd

of discarded souls.

Just doodling. A sort of thumbnail sketch. An early idea of what might be and could be happening below some imagined waves in a place of dreams.

8”x 8” ink and watercolor

On The Floor

On The Floor

Finding patterns

or shapes

or maybe disturbing

invisible fluids

in a very shallow pond.

Sketched in a session with “R” last weekend.

12”x 9” ink, oil sanguine and chalk on tinted paper