I thought about this quite a bit today. First and foremost, I was excited to do the illustration because I suck at hands and I wanted to get some practice by working on this girl’s pensive pose. I’m learning that it works best to do one finger at a time rather than going in and out with the lines to create weird mitten fingers. I think I’m making some improvement!
Now that the image is done, I thought I’d share the first memory I have of my father. I think this memory stuck in my mind because I was traumatized to a certain degree. At first anyway. Continue reading →
After my mother passed away, I was totally without family. I never knew my biological father, and my mother had no relatives to speak of. She never talked about her past, so I had no idea if I had any family who were living – or where they might be.
While social services tried to work things out, I was sent to live with the Cross family. I could tell right away that Dizzy and David weren’t used to kids. They were really nice people, but they had a nervous air about them – an uneasiness that a couple might have when they bring home a new baby. Continue reading →
First of all, I was inspired to write this poem by Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Home & Weep. I tried to write a Haiku, I really did, but I needed more words. I’ll give that another shot in the next day or two!
The window that I photographed is on a door here at our house, and it is the entrance to my dad’s old workroom. That, in itself, is enough to bring up cherished memories. But I was focusing more on how it must feel when you have to sell the home that you grew up in. A home that has been in the family for generations… seeing a new married couple blossom into pregnancy, and then children, grandchildren, and even great grandchildren. I haven’t had to experience this yet, but it is inevitable at some point down the road and I’m sure it will be an emotional time for many of us. I was trying to imagine what will go through our minds when the times comes.
Anyway, I gave the photograph a “sketch” effect to help improve the look of it (the door really is old and weathered) and I’m much happier with it this way. It looks more like a memory than an actual snapshot. I like that.
That’s about all for now. Thanks for reading or stopping by!
A Sprinkle of Faith 