My friend had flyaway hair and a windswept soul. I felt like she belonged in the sky, so I gave her feathers.
Medium: Watercolor
Feathered Friend
Penciled Friend
There was something effortless about my friend. Trying to capture that took some effort.
Medium: Pencil
Dirtying Yourself
Girls are often warned against dirtying themselves. Don’t play in the mud, don’t associate with filth. Be clean and pure and perfect. What garbage.
Mediums: Ink and watercolor
Music Is In Your Hands
Music connects us to each other and to ourselves in profound ways, voicing what we can’t find the words for and expressing what we wouldn’t be able to otherwise. Most amazing, music is something we create. It is entirely in our hands, waiting for the chance to spring forth in whatever ways we will allow. What will you allow?
Mediums: Ink and watercolor
Struck
Right through the heart, a searing pain. You gave love a bad name.
Mediums: Acrylic paint and ink
A Prayer
May it reach you.
Mediums: Acrylic paint and ink
Love Can Stop Time
We’re all trapped in an hourglass, waiting for that final grain of sand to fall. But love can tip us over, and for a moment, just a moment, we’re timeless.
Mediums: Ink and pencil
Obsession VS Wishful
Be careful.
Medium: Watercolor
Madness
Madness isn’t particularly malicious or malevolent. It isn’t a heartless monster. It’s an unruly child that won’t take no for an answer, throws a tantrum when it doesn’t get its way, and won’t stop touching everything. Which is worse, I think.
Mediums: Crayon, ink, pencil, and watercolor
ROZLYN ROBERTS 