Watercolour Study: Red and Blue

 

Sketch study: Ecstatic

 

Watercolour Study: The Great Horned Owl

 

Friday Sketch: "Sitting on my own, not by myself"...

 

Sunday Sketch in Sanguine: Hold the Line

 

Brusho and Watercolour Study: "Spinning between constellations and dreams"...

 

Watercolour study: the eye of the tiger

 

Thursday Sketch: Body; Light & Shades

 

Watercolour Study: The Bridge (Where's that confounded bridge?)

 

Friday Sketch (White Horse: will ride it some day)

 

Watercolour Study: Sunset on the Lake

 

Sunday Sketch: Fly By Night: Dancing in Blue

 

Sunday Sketch: Trying to Perfect It (Jack_von_Spades)

 

Weekend Sanguine Sketch: Nymph

 

Watercolor Study: Cetacea

 

Friday Sketch: Almost Sixty-Two

 

Study in Sepia: Self-Portrait @ Seventeen Months Old

 

Watercolor Study: Waldweg (A Pathway in the Woods)

 

Friday Sketch: study of shade and light (Woman's Back)

 

Watercolour Study: Wash me Away

 

Friday Sketch (Rabbit)

 

Experiment 2: Sepia and Brusho: "Loving Angels Instead"...

 

Experiment: "So She Dances"... (Study in pencil and Brusho)

 

Watercolour Study: Grey Heron (Estudo em aguarela: Garça-Real)

 

Estudo de barba (Beard Study)

 

Watercolour Study (Man Bun)

 

Watercolour Study - A Horse With No Name (Estudo em Aguarela - Um Cavalo Sem Nome)

 

Friday Sketch: Muscles...

 

Another Friday Sketch (The Lonely Man)

 

The eyes of the fox (Watercolour Study)

 

Friday Sketch (Heimdallr - A Norse God)

 

Sketching Bird

 

Watercolour Study: Sunset by the Lake (Estudo em Aguarela: Ocaso no Lago)

 

..."And Your Eyes Are Mirrors"... (Friday Sketch)

 

Tranquility (Pencil Study)

 

Giant Manta Ray (Manta Gigante)

 

Winter Landscape - Watercolour Study (Paisagem de Inverno - Estudo em Aguarela)

 

Stachelrochen (Stingray): Friday sketch

 

Fox Study in Sanguine (Estudo de Raposa em Sanguínea)

 

Rainy day sketch (White Horse)

 

Throwback Sunday - Old pencil sketch (Um desenho antigo)

 

Another Friday Sketch (desenho de sexta-feira)

 

Icarus - The Fall (Ícaro - A Queda)

Blinded by the light

And attracted by the heat

That emanates

From you,

I feel nothing else matters

And fly as high

As I can,

Until I reach the point of no return

And my wings are

Torn to pieces,

Being no longer vital.

What is left now,

In the depths of my soul,

Is the pleasure of feeling

This so-welcome freedom,

As I fall

Deeply

And overwhelmingly

…

In love…

***

 

Watercolour study: Snow

 

Weekend Sketch: The Jack von Spades