Some of you may remember Rosie, our dog that took up over 18 years of our life. Sara and I still miss her and talk about her when on walks, at meal time, and other times when she made her presence especially notable. She's been gone now for about 8 years.
Well, I'm finally getting around to drawing her picture from a photo. The sketch will be all graphite since she her rich black coat had an especially silky reflective quality. But her expressive brown eyes stood out from that patch of black, often speaking to us without words.
In drawing any portrait, I find I begin with the eyes. If I'm satisfied with the eyes, then I can continue. If not, I simply have to put the work down and come back when I'm ready to make another try. I wonder if that's how God does it.
Anyway, here is the beginning of my sketch of "the Rose".