Offering

So this isn't colored pencil either:(  But I loved doing it.  I love collage.  I have trouble focusing on one thing.  It's my daughter's five year old hand...She's now 26.  Made from plaster years ago when her dad and I were still together.  How did it survive so many moves?  Then, the background that looks like snow?  It's from the school where I teach.  The plastic protector on the Rizo machine....left on the table when someone changed the ink roll.  So beautiful...acquired about five years ago.  And, the seashell?  From a trip to Graeland, Washington three years ago.  It all came together now.  With a verse from Rumi...cut apart...about the here and now.

Racing

So I was out riding my iron horse between Yerington, Nevada and Shurz and I saw this off to the left.  When I got home, I tried to remember what it looked like.  The birds were dipping and the horse was running along like it was racing them

The Red Queen

I know this isn't colored pencil, but I liked the way she turned out.    She's an altered book.

Wishful Thinking

What's in my heart

Watcher-Under cover

Toro

Steampunk Rabbit

Ochi

No escape

No calories

Metamorphosis

In the Clouds

In Hiding

Wrapped

Crow Wars

Merry Christmas 2013

Buddah One

Bluebirds of Hope

Behind the Waterfall

Buddah Two

So I thought this new year 2013 should be one in which I try to bring more focus into my life. So, I'm only going to publish the art I do in Colored Pencil and try to stay mainly with that medium for a year.