
Go For a walk.
Feel the breeze.
See the trees.
Tell the blooms your dreams.
Tell the blooms your fears.
Warmth will hold them dear.
Soon she will pass them to the
moon and the stars.
Until then keep walking.
Keep drawing.
I was looking for a project today and I found it. Or did it find me.
Take one of your old projects and turn it into something new.
I created a sketchbook journal using leaves I painted months ago. I added a creative write about a previous experience going for a walk. Ok time to paint a Hopi Crape.