Lay down,
your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey’s end.

Sleep now, and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from across a distant shore.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you’re only sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fades,
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don’t say,
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you’ll be here in my arms,
Just sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
Grey ships pass
Into the West.


One of my closest friend's moving to Florida next week. In her memory, I drew a composite piece of her and four of our closest friends. The hand is mine.

I spent a very long time on it. Like a looooooooooooong time. Especially on Sarah. Because I took so long on Sarah, though, the rest was a little rushed. In fact the other four portraits I did in 2 days. A personal record? And, surprise, surprise, I'm actually quite pleased with the result.

Trust me, the original looked way better. I actually made prints for my friends (the ones pictured), and it came out waaay dark, so I guess this version isn't too bad....

From clockwise from the left: Sarah, Jocelyn, Jazzy!, Kayla and Kim.

Time: forever. okay, not really, but it felt like it.

Materials: 18" by 24" drawing paper, 6H - 8B pencils, 2B-6B woodless pencils, gum eraser, regular erasers, tissues, q-tips, cotton rounds, blending stumps, references pictures

Theme 11. Memory

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