“0regon hill” 6 x6“ gouache on paper. For sale. I remember this night, i dragged my friend Ynes and Ian to go night painting with me in what I think is the sweetest part of Richmond-Oregon Hill. It was about five in the morning when my roommate said Something like “this is ridiculous and you do this most nights?” #nightpainting#gouache#artforsale#alexthebeck
Looking into the night i wonder who is more forsaken,the moon or the lone wolf who frolics every night in the cold bleak covers of snow.Maybe everynight he goes deep into the woods to find his soul,a disturbed soul somewhere lost between the desire to beckon deep into the dark clutches of night to have that one last look over his beloved and to retrieve back into his kingdom of solitude.
Or maybe its the moon that shines with such a magnificient charm that it become the muse for hundreds of poets,the beauty that makes even the most beautiful skins shudder deep within yet stays awake under the blanket of stars just to see her loved one looking at her,longing for her.
Or maybe,just maybe there are nights when even the moon howls back to the wolf and maybe somewhere deep into the wilderness of night they bewed each other secretly.Maybe they still whisper those sweet nothings to each other when they part their ways just to meet again.
Or maybe not..... Used staedlers almost after five years ! 😀 #art#staedlers#artwork#literature#wolfandmoon#artwormgallery#artworm#youngartist#indianartist#artsgram#blue#nightpainting#pencilcolours#artandliterature#artist
Dandylions were the "plague" of my father's lawn growing up in the 1970s- Those mid-century years where a love of natural was considered anything but natural. How frustrated he would become as I blew the fluffy seeds into the night air. Grandpa knew tho. He was still cooking them by the pot full all season long.
It was my first born son's hair's similar appearance, white blonde fluff that splayed, hanging topsy-turvy at the playground, which further inspired my affinity for the unpretentious weed. And then in later years, as I learned and realized more, how this plant blesses us all....from the bees on out, even more appreciation grew.
I like to think of them as reminder for us, how a single being, can generate blessing for generations to come.