Por muito tempo achei que a ausência é falta.
E lastimava, ignorante, a falta.
Hoje não a lastimo.
Não há falta na ausência.
A ausência é um estar em mim.
E sinto-a, branca, tão pegada, aconchegada nos meus braços,
que rio e danço e invento exclamações alegres,
porque a ausência, essa ausência assimilada,
ninguém a rouba mais de mim
CARLOS DRUMMOND DE ANDRADE
Day 15 of #inktober2018 and #drawlloween2018. Today's prompts were weak and owl.
Toddler La Ru and I both decided to focus on owl and not to weak. We used my grandmother's owl collection for inspiration. We experimented with gauche. Toddler La Ru had a great time testing out painting, I did not. She painted 3 different owls and crystals. I ended up going back to pen and ink, using microns and copics.
Swipe to see Toddler La Ru's work and my grandmother's owl collection that inspired us. (We called her Nani, not grandmother.) I think she would have been happy to know we used the owls. She was a strong, funny, and outspoken woman so it seemed fitting that we dropped the prompt (weak) tonight. .
Rummaging through my pictures on my comp and found this beauty from a few years back. It was on Bristol paper with gauche paints. Probably about 12inches tall, made it for a door tag in college.