The other day I was practicing drawing. I like trees with noses near the root system and I like attaching an ear on the side so I was busy putting this together on a trunk.
I made an effort to play with some shading techniques I'd read of. It's a stretch to say I've learned them, but I presume that will come. I have a good range of graphite pencils for playing and the best way to learn is to use them.
This is what I'd drawn:
I was having fun. For that alone I am grateful.
My husband was sitting across the table from me so I picked up the drawing to show him. He smiled and told me to look at it from his angle, upside down.
When I did I smiled. I was so intent on doing something one way I had neglected to see it in any other way.
Usually I'm the one looking at the world from a different angle. I must have needed a reminder.
My husband was there to provide it and for that I am grateful.
Here's what he saw:
Other views can be surprising.
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