This is the first pastel I've done in a long time. It felt good to get covered in pigment again. I love working in oils and I love working in pastels, for such different reasons.
I couldn't get a good photo of this. In person, the image is soft, but not actually blurry the way it looks here. Grrr.
On the Solstice eclipse night, it was very cold so I kept going inside to get warm and then going back out onto our deck to gape. My neck started to hurt from all the craning so finally I just pulled my parka tightly around me and lay down on the deck. Mojito thought that was the most hilarious thing he'd ever seen. He immediately also lay down and started rolling on me. I kept trying to point to the eclipse, telling him, "You'd better pay attention--you won't get the chance to see this again. In fact, you should probably be howling at it, don't you think?" But he thought my hand pointing up was some kind of a game, and no matter what, I couldn't get him to look up.
So he missed it. But I didn't.
Pastel on Sennelier LaCarte, approx. 3" x 12".
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Gadjo's about four or five months old now and he's gotten to that stage where sometimes when you glance at him, he still looks like a baby, and other times he looks like a gangly, fast-growing, handsome young man.
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In India, from the backseat of an auto-rickshaw. It was quite strange to see this written on the seat. While not particularly rude to their passengers, nor are the drivers noticeably polite, either.
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