It’s Valentines Day 2015 and I can only think of one thing – how much I love my husband Chris. He is the one person that lights up my world with a single smile, the one who holds me when I am scared, the one the that can chase my darkest fears away.
This entry is a simple love letter I have wrote to him on a day that reminds me how much I am still in love with him…
Materials used: Distress Ink, Micron Pen
I have the best husband! I know all the wives who have awesome husbands say this, but I really do believe it! My guy remembers dates and events even when I forget. He cooks, he is a super neat freak, passionate and sensitive. He always puts my needs before his own and he gives me flowers.
I LOVE this MAN!
So there, I said it for all the world to witness. I can’t imagine a life without him. So without further ado, I present the entry I created to help remind me how awesome my guy really is!
Until next post…
Materials used: TomBow markers, Koi Water Brush, Sakura Micron Pen
In recognition of Valentine’s Day I decided that I would post a journal entry on a subject near and dear to my heart- my husband and my life-partner Chris.
This journal entry is a drawing that I did of my husband after recently moving into our awesome apartment. After many weeks of unpacking boxes we were cashed out in our bedroom just relaxing. In that moment as I gazed upon my husband, I was captivated by his position as he was contemplating what to do for the rest of day. I took a quick photo with my camera phone. My husband looked at me quizzically and asked me what I am doing. I told him I want to draw you and rushed away with artful gleam in my eyes.
With my little camera phone photo as a reference I did a quick sketch and the rest as they say is history. So in honor of Valentine’s Day I leave you with this drawing and poem in dedication to my beloved husband Chris. I love you my life-partner always….
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
– e.e. cummings