Pencil Drawing ~

Soul Nourishment!

The very act of drawing an object, however badly, swiftly takes the drawer from a woolly sense of what the object looks like, to be a precise awareness of its component parts and particularities.

~~Alain de Botton

Little Bunny Rabbit

(to the tune of "Battle Hymn of Republic")

Little Bunny Rabbit had a fly upon his ear.

Little Bunny Rabbit had a fly upon his ear.

Little Bunny Rabbit had a  fly upon his ear.

And he flicked it till it flew away!

What's in a name?

That which we call a rose 

By any other name would smell as sweet. 

~William Shakespeare

   Romeo and Juliet 

The Tiger Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forest of the night What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? ... When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the lamb make thee? Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? 

~ William Blake

"If you don't believe in dragons, 

It is curiously true 

That the dragons you disparage 

Choose to not believe in you." 

~ Jack Prelutsky 

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, 

And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, 

And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. 

I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. 

~Emily Dickinson 

The Kitten and the Falling Leaves

That way look, my infant, lo! What a pretty baby-show!

See the kitten on the wall, sporting with the leaves that fall.

Withered leaves - one - two and three from the lofty elder tree.

Though the calm and frosty air, of this morning bright and fair.

Eddying round and round they sink, softly, slowly; one might think.

From the motions that are made, every little leaf conveyed

Sylph or Faery hither tending, to this lower world descending.

Each invisible and mute, in his wavering parachute.

Kittens! Kittens! Kittens kittens everywhere Kittens chewing on my hair

Kittens climbing up my jeans Kittens hanging from the screens

There's a kitten on each shoulder Will they do this when they're older?

Kittens fighting on the chairs Kittens tumbling down the stairs

There's a kitten on my head There's a kitten in the bread!

There's a kitten in my shoe I don't believe we just have two!

~Author Unknown or William Wordsworth

When you are a mother,

you are never really alone in your thoughts. 

A mother always has to think twice,

once for herself and once for her child.

~Sophia Loren