This is our Father's world, and to my listening ears, all nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world. I rest me in thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas--His hand the wonders wrought.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Here's something I've been working on for a while now. The sketch is finished and sprayed with a fixative and is ready to paint. I'm actually in the middle of painting it as I post this.