Celebration, photography + digital art. Originally suspended Christmas balls at Longwood, I think it now resembles a floral ticker-tape type parade of color.
She made a conscious effort to smile on the inside, to school her thoughts in such a way that she was neither muttering hostilities nor trembling with fear.
And the odd thing -- or maybe it wasn't so odd! -- was that when she smiled inside she stood taller, walked with an easy grace, looked at the world with open, clear eyes, and . . . smiled on the outside as well.
It's a rugged place, this high valley in the wilderness of Oregon. May the artwork take you to such a place -- one of wild beauty, intense silence, and timeless majesty.
The sound of the sea, the kiss of mist, rocks underneath my feet: I wander through Nature's remote places -- not in a hurry, not in a rush -- and find solace from the raucous sounds of strife that modern life calls reality.
But here, this is reality, one that I would like to learn more about, and wonder over, and simply be in.
Dream Path, colored pencil and digital art. I woke in a dream. Stone stairs I knew not beckoned me follow. Pondering I gazed. Magic danced in the sky, evermore enticing. What venture awaited me I'll never know, awakening too soon.
ART - https://deborah-league.pixels.com/featured/dream-path-deborah-league.html
I decided to sculpt this guy as a single mesh, instead of the usual blocking out with separate primitives. Then I separated the shirt once that was sufficiently shaped.