Take a Seat.
Look at Me.
I Always Begin with the Eyes.
Windows to the Soul.
If I Get the Eyes, I Capture the Whole Person.
In Black Marker on White Paper.
Colored Markers for the Zing.
And So It Went.
4 Hours. Non-Stop.
A School Fundraiser. The Fall Festival.
Drawing is Part of Me. It is Who I am. It is What I do without Thinking.
For 4 Hours My Crazy World Slowed Down. I Had Time to Catch My Breath.
I Found the Zone. I Was At Peace. Just Drawing.
Over and Over and Over.
Drawing Kids. Kids in Costumes. Kids being Kids.
Their Innocence was Overwhelming.
I Looked into their Eyes and Saw Their Sweet Souls.
I Really Did.
I Was Transfixed. In Awe.
I Looked at Them, While They Watched Me.
Their Parents Watched Too.
I was drawing. They watched my hand put lines on the paper.
Then a Child Appeared on the Paper.
Sparkly Eyes of Parents and Kids. Wide Smiles. Thank You. Thank You.
The Little Booth with the Tree Branches and Trick-Or-Treat Banner was a Calm in the Storm.
Even with Monster Mash Blaring at the Cake Walk One Booth Over From Me, I was not Distracted.
The Little Caricature Booth was Magical.
I Didn’t Expect this Reaction. I Didn’t Think We’d Get Many Takers.
How Could I Compete with the Haunted House or the Duck Pond?
But with a Few Strokes, Tiny Babies, Elementary Kids, Mid-Schoolers, Even Parents appeared on the Paper.
And with Each Stroke, I Filled My Soul by Filling Theirs.
I am Thankful for this Gift.
This Gift of Magic.
It went so quickly there was no break for a Video…This Silly Clip will Have to Do. 🙂