Spread # 6 of my Octagonal Poem Journal, which I keep forgetting to link to Journal Journeys Challenge 9: Torn Paper. All the drawings in this journal are torn and distressed desk diary pages :D
You may have noticed that the protagonists in my poem are becoming more "real" as the journal advances, this is deliberate on my part, as I want to illustrate how we become more aware of them as we get more emotionally involved in their plight :) (well that's how I think about it :D)
Pencil
ink
The pupils bring the face to life
Soft coloured pencil
blended slightly with water
Blended and softened with distress inks
" I dare you" softly spoke her eyes.
Softer smile her strength belies.
Her sultry gaze reflects his fire,
Invites him to his funeral pyre"
Enjoy :D XXX
