I drew Ingrid using Faber Castell Pitt Artist Pens and Prismacolor Verithin Coloured Pencils inside a handbound leather journal. The original drawing measures 9 by 9 inches and the final limited edition print measures 8.5 by 11 inches. This size print is easy to mat and frame and hang on your wall. A pre-cut 11 by 14 inch mat with an opening cut for an 8 by 10 inch will fit this print perfectly. Then just slip it into your favourite 11 by 14 inch picture frame.
I began by drawing Ingrid using Faber Castell Pitt Artist pens. I use all their nib sizes when drawing. After the ink work is completed I begin adding the coloured pencil.
Adding in more coloured pencil to achieve some depth and highlights. I really enjoy using Prismacolor Verithin coloured pencils over any other Prismacolor or other brand because the lead stay sharp and are extra hard allowing you to shade those tiny places without the worry of your lead softening or breaking for that matter.
She’d make a mighty fine baby shower gift or a hooting happy gift for the owl lover in your life. She is Listed for sale here in my Etsy Shop. I ship internationally too.
Why is it that when you really like someone you get all crazy and can’t contain yourself and blurt out the wrong things and repeat yourself, asking the same questions over and over from sheer excitement because you do indeed like the man. These last few months have been nothing but extraordinary for me and I’m desperately trying to plant my feet on the ground again which over the last week has happened in a most intense and disastrous way.
I need downtime and traditionally January through to April have been the months when I steel the time to be alone or in one on one calm atmospheres to create, paint, write and choose to be home more often than not.
I’ve lost the ability to write openly and freely here on my blog because everyone knows about it now, especially here in my hometown, and I’m doing my best to come to terms with this and kicking myself for allowing said outside sources to dictate what I could and could not legitimately write about last year.
Have you ever found the honesty, respect, integrity and intimacy you’ve been searching for in a man only to have it hit you in the soul so blatantly hard that it makes you step back and go is this f#$%ing real? Then your wall falls down and you are so vulnerable and cold and shaking and needing warmth yet terrified to let someone else take control. And then they take control and you hurt and shake like nothing you have ever felt before because they choose to leave and do the opposite of what you hoped for?
I’m just over seven weeks smoke free #Quitsmoking um… yeah and ohhhhhhhhh so grateful that I stopped smoking for myself and for no one else or I’d likely be smoking again given the life circumstances that have arisen and that I seem to have found myself in and facing over the last seven weeks.
I haven’t been a man’s girlfriend in a very long time and I’d like to know what that feels like again for real. This isn’t really a finished blog post or even one that makes complete sense… but…
You should never trust so blindly or simply give up. Plain and simple… really?
I give up. And yes, giving up is a choice and this doesn’t mean that it’s a negative choice. It’s just a choice to change direction and reevaluate why doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results is an exercise in futility.