Night

"Night, the beloved, Night, when words fade and things come alive, When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree." -Antoine de Saint-Exuper


~Yes, this is indeed a tree pictured here. It's a baby tree, it will grow into something wonderful. I adore this quote, I just found it today. It made me think of going home at the end of the day, how all the things you dreamed up to be anxious about throughout the day are gone when you go home and find your loved ones. How night makes the world and the soul feel soft again~

Photoshop Portrait of Anne Hathaway

I wanted to draw Anne Hathaway because she's really pretty, and sometimes, it's just fun to draw pretty people. Other times I have the desire to draw the old, strange, or big. But, not today. I love Anne's huge eyes and mouth, they offset the rest of her face, make her a bit less, (or is that more?) perfect. I don't know if this looks like her in the end. I got rid of my referrence picture part way through creating this and did my own thing; so, it may look less like her that it could have, but that doesn't matter. I like the final product I came up with. I think her hair is interesting. I like how the light from the side of the picture lights up and colors certain parts of her face. I like the smooth areas mixed with little areas of lots of color and paint dabs. I wanted to come up with a painting that looked Renaissance smooth, I love how so many portraits from that period are so smooth, they are so pretty. But no matter the actual outcome, this has been a really restful picture to work with, so that's reward and success in and unto itself.