I posted this drawing last night, but I was unhappy with the photo quality and decided to take a photo while there was sunlight this afternoon. It's still not a great photo, but it's what I have for now.The drawing is a study for a painting. I'm not quite done with it, but decided to post it.
There is a secret path that branches from the regular one that my mom, Bob and I like to take. A couple of months ago we were walking through. The weather was unusually warm for the time of year. The sun was beating down and we were almost hot, but it was so late in the year that the trees were barren.
This particular shot is at the creek, which runs through the deepest part of the path. Bob is soaked after having played in the water for close to an hour.
This place is magical. All normal world stress sails away and leaves behind carefree beauty.
This spot allows Bob's natural instincts to shine. He runs through the water, hops, smiles, and has never looked more beautiful. It's just him being the most natural thing he can be. and it makes me feel more human; the most natural thing I can be.
