Handmade by Reet

What if the truest stories are told… not in words, but in the eyes?

In this quick pencil portrait, I set out to catch that rare kind of gaze, pure, unguarded, untouched by time. A look that carries innocence, yet speaks volumes.

Every pencil stroke is a pause, an attempt to hold onto something we often lose without noticing.

Some faces you don’t just draw, you keep.

If there’s a face, a moment, or a memory you’d like to keep this way, my sketchbook is always open.

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Sparrows on my porch- acrylic painting series.

In the golden embrace of dawn, a chorus of chirping birds unfurls like a blossoming symphony. Their delicate melodies, like silver threads, weave through the air, casting a spell of tranquility over the waking world. Each chirp, a crystalline note, ascends to the heavens, filling the morning with an ethereal serenade. The gentle rhythm of their song, as timeless as the whispering winds, paints the sky with echoes of joy and whispers of nature's serene poetry.