These are my final posts for Inktober.
The drawing for “Deep”:
I drew this last week but didn’t get around to posting it. Here is what I was thinking when I chose a water jug for the word “deep”.
but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst; the water that I shall give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” – John 4:14
And the Lord will guide you continually,
and satisfy your desire with good things,
and make your bones strong;
and you shall be like a watered garden,
like a spring of water,
whose waters fail not. – Isaiah 58:11
And I was also thinking about the lyrics to a song called “How Deep the Father’s Love for Us.”
The drawing for Day #31, “Mask”:
Of course, “mask” was the word for October 31, because of Halloween. But these are the kind of masks I thought of immediately, not the scary and gross ones. Do people still wear masks like the one above? Have you? I can imagine it studded with stones and beautifully decorated.
During college on a study-abroad program in England, I made a four-day trip to Italy with 4 other friends. We visited Rome, Florence, and Pisa. While walking the streets of Florence one evening, we wandered into a shop of masks. It was an artisan’s shop, with all kinds of masks lining the walls. I did end up buying one. The mask I bought was not one that just covered the eyes, like the one above, but one that was a full face, decorated like a mask. It was a very small size, too small to be actually used as a mask, but rather was a decorative or artistic item. I still have it.
Otherwise, I find many masks today to be kind of creepy and weird, but masks like the ones above can be made artistically and beautifully. And, l enjoyed the design. The hardest part of it was drawing the symmetrical designs freehand. I did this so quickly– did not want to spend the time (nor do I have it today) really working on making it perfect. I found this online and just redrew it, and I’d enjoy embellishing it a bit more, but I have to make a stopping point here as the day is already full.
No matter how full, though, I usually find time to write at least a little something, every day.
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