I’ve joined a public group on Facebook, A drawing A Day. This morning Mark Andres chose my sketch to update the group photo. Yesterday I took a walk along the water in Tiburon, California. My friend and I parked our cars near Blackie’s Pasture. For 28 years a swaybacked horse named Blackie stood in the same place near the road that goes into Tiburon and Belvedere. We all knew Blackie. Our children grew up seeing Blackie standing in the same spot. After he died, the corner grassy field looked like a very lonely place. Then, one day another horse arrived. Anthony Connell created a life size bronze statue of Blackie, so now the spot is filled with joy again. I said goodbye to my friend, got into my car and sat, looking out the window. Reaching for my sketchbook I drew the dogs circling the huge horse, running, barking and sniffing. Good! I have my drawing for one day.
Liu Chin with your lazy eye, thumb on a cell phone, standing in the shadow of a man.
Where did you get the green arboretum tee shirt tucked in with a long black belt cinching your slender waist? Where did you get the gold band on your finger? Your skin
is like buffed candle wax compared to mine. Arrival, Departure, you keep us on track, gathering passports, collecting airport tax, riding baggage carts around the bend.
Liu Chin with the lazy eye, thumb on a cell phone, standing in the shadow of a man.
You, smart but young with mischief in your eyes, to us you are a banker, a teacher,
a concierge, a keeper of harmony who caters to our every wish. In the distance
you skip stones over the clear river water, reflections of weeping trees juggle for postion.
Coming from the mountains thick with vegetation,
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At the last minute we decided to go to L’Orangerie. It was too cold to wait in line so we went across the street to Maxim’s and had lunch. Fun menu to draw on..
Captain Cosy and Brad have a few minutes of quiet after a stormy day of sailing. It was great to sketch live models, friends who stayed in one place and didn’t get up and walk away never to be seen again, which happens when I sketch in a city cafe.
What is interesting to me is just recently I saw this photograph of Megan taken a month ago. My son-in-law must have taken it when I was drawing her, although in my sketch she was listening to music on her cell phone.
Walking out into fresh morning air
I feel the quiet
But, no, a bird sings
And, then I hear a full chorus
Sung by birds I cannot see
I listen and hear
What my heart would love to see.