When the theme for this month’s Sketchbook Challenge, “Spilling Over,” was first announced, I was really stumped as to how I would illustrate it. Couldn’t think of a visual to save my life, but I did wax poetic:
Spilling over, overflowing;
Don’t have a clue where I am going.
Ideas for this theme elude,
My sketchbook sighs in solitude,
And wonders when
My Pitt Art pen
Will once again
Its ink exude.
Then, the other day, we had temperatures in the glorious mid-70s and I was walking around the house and noticed how the ivy spills over itself as it climbs the foundation. I decided to sit outside for a while and sketch it. Forgive my messy smudges – occupational hazard of being left-handed…
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
I love, love, LOVE... your poem! :) I really like your sketch too; it must have been nice to sketch outside in warm weather after the winter. Oh... and I'm a lefty too. ;)
Post a Comment