Thursday, October 29, 2009

Quiet Love

I have not drawn anything for a week and a half.
Today when I sat down, this tiny line drawing is all that came out: no color and no detail. And after months of drawing only with my left hand, my right hand wanted its turn again.

Quiet love.
The kind I wear under my skin.
It has nothing to say, but it keeps me warm.


  1. jenny stevning - that is a drawing that tells a story. give it all time. and space. and there's nothing at all wrong with quiet love. my own sense is that the deepest and most silent love is what binds all of this together anyway. the loudest love - well there are cards and chocolates and pink roses that tell that story - not that there's a whole lot wrong with that!!! peaceful evening. steven

  2. Yes, you are right. Loud love can be fun, but it is always fleeting.
    I prefer the quiet love...especially these days. It is a good place to float.
    Thanks, Steven.