From my Sketchbook

This scene of a section of the village a little way from ours, is one I pass regularly on my morning walks. Today, I decided to quickly sketch it. Not much sign of Spring yet, just one tree in full blossom.

From my Sketchbook

 

A quick sketch I did of a ridge in the Kent countryside. I often have a dream where I launch myself from a ridge and fly over a deep valley. Not sure what the dream means, but it’s a pretty exhilarating one, even though the initial act of launching is extremely scary.

From my Sketchbook

A sketch I did of an Irish coastal scene. The place seemed abandoned with an air of loneliness about it.

From My Sketchbook

The Namibia landscape in Southern Africa. I had the privilege of living there for two years. A land of wide-open spaces, vast skies and mystery. I did this with a sepia pen and coloured pencil.

Haiku 07

From my Sketchbook:

Once a home

now haunted by

ghosts of the past

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