This poor man walked up a hill and was caught leaning on a rock wall recovering from his efforts. This artwork is soft pastels and pastel pencils on 11×14 velour paper.
I have also been taking lots of walks around the county and taking lots of photos, but my computer has just possibly given up the ghost. I have lots of art files and photos that I may lose, if Mr. Beloved cannot fix my problem. That is very much of a bummer. Technology… Sigh…
“O murmuring heart! thy pleasures may decay,
Thy faith grow cold, thy golden dreams take wing;
Still in the realm of faded youth and joy,
Heaven kindly leaves some bird of hope to sing.”
— Albert Laighton (1829–1887), “In the Woods,” c.1859
exists to create art which reflects the beauty and the glory of God, to use art to comfort and encourage people, and to inspire others to pursue the arts. 