As I sat in my backyard today, nothing seemed to be inspiring me to draw. I sat quietly for about 20 minutes, and then was suddenly struck by the geometric shapes created by our iron and concrete fence. So today’s sketch became an exercise in straight lines.
There is so much wildlife in our urban yard that the fence, which we can see through, seems to represent control over chaos. Deep thoughts…however, I do find the unintentional crookedness in the drawing a bit unsettling. LOL, I’ll have to work on that – the fence does NOT lean…
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About Wendy Fallon
By day I am a technical writer, and by night and on weekends I am an artist and creative writer. Having lived in Phoenix, AZ with my husband Tim for 23 years, I find the urban wilderness in which we lived to be endlessly fascinating. Our home was tucked up against South Mountain, the largest city park in the U.S. The canal slashing across the base of the mountain provides inspiration for paintings, drawings, and sitings of wild coyotes, skittering fluffs of newborn quail, lizards and constant change.
