a sprinkle of faith

Tag: illustration

  • The Do.

    The Do.

    Hairdo that is. Actually, it’s not just about the (hair)do, it’s about ‘doing’ something too. I was watching the documentary Martha the other night, about Martha Stewart, and she said something that inspired me. “Learn something new every day, and when you’re through changing, you’re through.” It’s not like that’s some new idea or anything,…

  • Embracing Autumn

    Embracing Autumn

    Leaves changing. Winds whistling. The smell of apples, cinnamon and pumpkin spice. Happy Autumn! I may have said that already, but I doubt it. Fall comes to Southern California very late – in fact, it’s probably more like anticipation that I’m feeling at the moment. We still have our room fan out. Ha-Ha! You can…

  • fleeting:

    fleeting:

    lasting for a very short time. brief. short-lived. momentary. “Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new” -Paracelsus My illustration is a bit different than my norm, but I’m thrilled at the fact that it looks somewhat like I’d envisioned. My imaginings are like rough sketches or stick figures, but it’s…

  • The Wish

    The Wish

    –Part Three of a Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel– The woman’s words could have easily been seen as provocative, by a good many men, but Oliver knew better. He immediately understood what she was referring to… as he’d made the wish just moments before she appeared.  A do-over. A second chance.  His predicament was serious. As…

  • An Opportunity?

    An Opportunity?

    -A Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel- Oliver was still lightheaded, and terribly confused, but he gained vigor… suddenly intrigued. “Have we met?” The woman smiled. “In another life, perhaps.” Rarely was Oliver at a loss for words, but in that moment he was bereft of speech. The woman was a beauty, and surely a man would…

  • The Meltdown

    The Meltdown

    –A Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel– Oliver’s head sunk low. Really low. He held onto it tight as if the only thing keeping it intact was his hands.  He’d completely forgotten that a few clients were still lingering in the gym, and they heard him cry out. “I’m such a failure!”  The room fell silent. Quietly……