“Today, as the wind beats against the walls of my studio, a refuge from all sorts of storms in life, I’m thinking of all the beings out there…without shelter…even as I feel immense gratitude for this space to call my own. In that spirit, I set my pen to paper and draw a tiny home in the center of a gale. Warm light emanates from one window within this oasis. Hope. We cannot see the occupants, but we know they must be safe inside. Today, we learned that another facet of adventures are the days spend “snowed in”, in this case by the wind. Often called “a loss”, they’re important nonetheless. “
September Adventure Art Club Day 25 Sketch
4”x6” Graphite on Paper
Missoula, MT
See The Full Story: Here!
“Today, as the wind beats against the walls of my studio, a refuge from all sorts of storms in life, I’m thinking of all the beings out there…without shelter…even as I feel immense gratitude for this space to call my own. In that spirit, I set my pen to paper and draw a tiny home in the center of a gale. Warm light emanates from one window within this oasis. Hope. We cannot see the occupants, but we know they must be safe inside. Today, we learned that another facet of adventures are the days spend “snowed in”, in this case by the wind. Often called “a loss”, they’re important nonetheless. “
September Adventure Art Club Day 25 Sketch
4”x6” Graphite on Paper
Missoula, MT
See The Full Story: Here!
