Feltpens drawing of a musician
9 March 2025
Feltpens drawing of a musician
9 March 2025
I am back to drawing again with feltpen colouring of a musician which I finished yesterday but did not have time to post. I spoilt a bit the nose by leakage of darker colours into the earlier highlights but I still like it. I hope you will enjoy viewing it.
Here is a song which goes with the subject of my drawing.
Sun is shining – Bob Marley
Gel pen portrait of a woman
18 February 2025
After my yesterday’s sketch of a woman’s head, I decided to use the gel pens that arrived today to make a different kind of portrait. I wanted to achieve a stylized look so looked around for some portraits to emulate and it resulted in the below output. It has very much an animated movies feel to it while at the same time taking after some fashion show sketches. I hope you like it.
I received today the watercolours from Amazon but they came really late so I did not think it would make sense to try them as the place I am staying at lacks good lighting in the dining room where there is a big table with all my material sprawled all over it. I think I will try the watercolours this weekend as I am working tomorrow from the office and it takes me over an hour and a half each way to go to and come back from London.
I hesitated regarding the hair and was not sure I should keep it just coloured at the tip or colour all of it in black leaving the tips in gel pen
This is not America – David Bowie
They rang at her temples a song 6 May 2021
She was on a ship to be sold Pirates around her swarmed anew Cuts in her skin were quite a few So ran her blood like liquid gold Streaming to write stories untold The pen inked bloody red wrote long Her heart kept its pulse ever strong On went her heartbeats with a throb Her throat retained many a sob They rang at her temples a song Reading of the poem:
Pranamystic - Shaman’s dream
Based on challenge by Ronovan Writes using the word “Gold” in line A of the decima. In brief, for a Décima, there are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme and there must be 8 syllables per line. There is a Set Rhyming Pattern we must stick to: ABBAACCDDC or ABBA/ACCDDC. For more information or to view other contributions, please follow the link here https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/05/05/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-56-gold-in-the-a-rhyme-line/ You can also view a full explanation regarding the Décima here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/04/16/how-to-write-an-espinela-or-decima-poem/
When the Angels cry
31 May 2017
Darkness stood
A ground in sinking
Blaring black
Symbols drawn
Remnants of my pen inking
Contours of demise
We will rise
In the wings that flap
Tomorrows
Sails ahead
The heart in light like arrows
Integrity shot
Unveiled hot
Smoldering pits wake
Soul in stake
Of choices
The senseless balance forsake
When the Angels cry
Reading of the poem:
City of Angels – Thirty seconds to Mars
The colours of us
1 March 2016
Radiant
Your presence a gift
I unwrap
In silence
You are present in absence
Soundless story told
Love defines
Landscapes of hushed pines
Ringing soft
Needles’ rhymes
Working their magic mending
Tattered souls of old
Trails are cold
The scent of heart stays
Beyond stamps
Of meaning
Beyond the doubts now clearing
Remnants of footsteps
I am strong
Will more than biceps
Birthing stars
I exhale
Stories of love told on Mars
Which fierce spears inhale
Eye to eye
We meet our semblance
In mirrors
Of bright words
The shepherd beckons to herds
Through staff in the pen
Clucking hen
Cooped up in the dark
Her wings torn
Her eyes wild
She loses a daily child
Harvests of the mark
Trading point
Our prayers now joint
Hidden walls
Cold membranes
Count of numerous blue valves
Between Heart and brains
We see not
The wilting jasmine
That invokes
Scent of spring
The ghost of love that we bring
It beckons dying
We will dance
Like sightless flowers
Pliable
Bending slow
To the winds orchestrating
The colours of us
Reading of the poem:
He needs me – Hindi Zahra
The Man I Love – Hindi Zahra
Stand up – Hindi Zahra
Silence – Hindi Zahra
At the same time – Hindi Zahra
Beautiful Tango – Hindi Zahra
Writing
24 July 2015
Like ink from a pen
An unstoppable River
Flows out of my Soul
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