Sycamore and Sweetgum- final

So here it is, the crisp flyaway sycamore leaf bumping up against a couple of sweetgum balls, all ready to scatter at the slightest breeze, or sneeze.  I do wish you all could see this up close and in person.  I think there is something special about pencil on white paper.  The graphite bonds to the fibers of the paper and becomes something altogether new, neither pencil nor paper.  An illuminated thing.  Without color it is a far cry from the living thing it represents.  Yet somehow it does live on top of the paper.  Hard to express . . . you have to see it for yourself.  I guess this means I'll be doing a show one of these days!

Meanwhile, enjoy!