Moonrise - pastels, June 2013
I was born on a September night, I can only imagine this is how that evening made it’s entrance.
leroy.
Moonrise - pastels, June 2013
I was born on a September night, I can only imagine this is how that evening made it’s entrance.
leroy.
Compressed - pastels, June 2013
Warming world, warmer passion. You can only sense it when we’re close.
(First time using pastels outside of a classroom setting, a medium that definitely didn’t disappoint. More in the future.)
leroy.
Core- pencil, June 2013
A sign of weakness or great strength?
leroy.
Single Line Project (unfinished) - pencil, May 2013
An art style I’ve gotten comfortable with since elementary, when I thought I had invented it. The journey starts at the bottom left and ends (for now) at the top right.
“There is nothing original under the sun.”
leroy.
*Arctic - ink, March/April 2013
The absence of empathy won’t be shared, we will learn, my dear arctic polar bear.
P.S. My future work will be accompanied by a proof reader.
leroy.
Future- pencil, early 2013
…
leroy.
New December- pencil, December 2012
Something I drew up for a class assignment on how the current weather made us feel. Southern heat is notorious, but no longer an excuse.
leroy.
Solo- pencil, early 2013.
If I focus on you, art, will you promise to focus back?
This year so far has been very dynamic, and I’m welcoming it with open arms. Changes with the physical and mental state are taking place. I hope you appreciate the visuals that will join them.
leroy.
Source: designlondonblog.co.uk
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