I finally got around to visiting my friend Poobah in Dowelltown Tennessee. His house was at the end of a long rive way and snuggled up to a hill and facing a valley with a spring fed creek winding around it. I was inspired to do some art right away. But it was still cold out so I sat at Poobah’s kitchen table and looked out the window and sketched this in pastels. When I first started studying art under Juanita Greene Parks I put encouraged to work in pastels. Its a combination of drawing and painting. I’m a little rusty so I decided to get back to where I started. I looked forward to returning and doing some more art.
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