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#illustration, bengalisinsingapore, black ink, floralillustration, pentelbrushpen, sheuliphool, singaporeartist, sketchbook, sreetamaray
So, a little blob of ink turned into a flower when I wasn’t paying attention. I haven’t had too much time on my hands and I was feeling so guilty for not practicing; then this happened 🙂 It turned out a lot like one of my favorite flowers, which only grow in my beloved home town. Sheuli flowers, which fall from the tall gangly trees and carpet the grass beneath in a layer of in pristine white, dotted with a tiny orange center. Everything about these flowers is pleasant. The way they look – so small but so perfectly formed; the way they smell – like a fresh dewy morning; the time of year when they bloom – the start of autumn when early mornings are marked by soft light and a little nip in the air.
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Shows what I know. I thought it was a chocolate chip cookie… I must be getting hungry. Your description of a carpet of flowers sounds like something out of a movie! It sounds so beautifulwhere you live! We got another dumping of snow last night. Spring is hiding on me right now…
Oh yes, Art and Soul Space. I double that.
Hehehehhe thank you :))
Love your black ink flower and your poetic words about your home town’s flower.
Thank you :))