Then we had about 20 minutes left for one more short sketch, so we went to a graveyard in Pittsboro's center, where flags were already installed for Memorial Day, and we spotted a stone angel on a tombstone. We sketched the angel (the sun was getting quite hot by the time I finished - the view I wanted did not allow a seat in the shade). The little girl remembered on the stone below this little sculpture did not reach her ninth birthday. The little angel is heart wrenching. Pencil in my large moleskine.I would like to do this again with Mom soon.
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It's wonderful you got to spend some time with your mother doing something creative. My mother was the only parent who came to stay with us when we lived in our communal house in Vancouver, BC. She enjoyed getting involved in most of the arts and crafts we were exploring and surprised herself at how versatile she actually was.
Your drawing of the figure on the headstone is very nice. It's very sad when children die.. or any of us for that matter. It's a good thing I'm not an atheist even though I don't do organized religion.
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