Losing my Mojo

Deb Stenabaugh
'Losing my Mojo'
Prisma colour pencils on paper

Sometimes losing lines in a picture and creating a character changes completely. Losing My Mojo was one of those moments when the character is lost because the lines carved didn't form. But they did form into someone else -------- the twisted side of the intended character.

Love

Deb Stenabaugh
'Love'
pastel on paper

How do we meet our soul mate. What chemistry is behind this unexplainable attraction. What unseen Hand in the universe nudges us to another. Pledges of always and forever. What simple words drawn out of love.

Duck's Departure

Deb Stenabaugh
'Duck's Departure'
Prisma colour pencils on paper


Trying to find inspiration. Watching a duck at our bird feeder was a strange sight so I carved her on my drawing paper. I then tried to find the lines that would represent her visage throught the lines I carved. She simply few away and I had more fun in the sun connecting the lines of her departure.

Majesty

Deb Stenabaugh
'Majesty'
Prisma Colour on scored paper

There are times that are just raw joy and you know that nothing you have done created these intense feelings. It's knowing that our creator is majestic and He wraps around us as intense light. All we can do is arise and accept with gratitude.

Birds in Flight

Deb Stenabaugh
'Birds in Flight'
Prisma Colour on scored paper

When our duck was at our feeder the other birds were a little disgruntled and always flew away. Another motion of lines with birds flying away.

Rejoicing Trees

Deb Stenabaugh
'Rejoicing Trees'
Prisma Colour on scored paper
private collection

Walking in the woods without a trail I find myself in the thickness of all that growth. Yet, the sunlight spills through and everything growing seems to be reaching toward it. The trees appear to be rejoicing at the warmth, their branches raised up like hands rejoicing their creator.