This one was inspired by a friend of a friend, as she sunk into the rythm + memories of The Cure in the pre-dawn as time edged us towards the last hour of our house-party. For her music brought solitude, even though we were within each others company - solitude of a different sort. She wasn't being rude. Simply that for a fleeting instant she became immersed in her own inner-world, in a type of pensive reflection of the past..
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Solitude. By Deb.
This one was inspired by a friend of a friend, as she sunk into the rythm + memories of The Cure in the pre-dawn as time edged us towards the last hour of our house-party. For her music brought solitude, even though we were within each others company - solitude of a different sort. She wasn't being rude. Simply that for a fleeting instant she became immersed in her own inner-world, in a type of pensive reflection of the past..
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3 comments:
oh wow debb, i only just saw this as i happened to scroll down... i love it! a similar style to some of your other drawings, yet different - a little darker... which suits the topic
this drawing has so much feeling debb. i think you've really captured the moment, her moment. i love the spark of her cigarette and her posture. i also love the colours, that you've created this one on brown paper, and your exploration of pastels/ crayons.
Love the flame from her cigarette...and the fact that you've expressed a solitude that isn't when you're necessarily alone. Really nice colours too.
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