The candle on the mantle lit up the painting of Lenore that hangs over the fireplace. On the chair next to the couch I was sitting on, Jon was reading using his booklight. A flashlight stood on the table between up, giving off just enough light so I could draw.
A few weeks ago I got the idea to do drawings of our living room.
The words, “The truth about our living room” came to my mind and they felt significant enough to pay attention to. It speaks to the idea of the truth being something that is hard to hold onto. I know that I can draw the same scene in our living room over and over again, and it will always be different. Not only because small things may actually change in the scene, but because I will represent it according to what I am seeing or feeling when I draw it.
My drawings are not accurate in their detail, but they are truthful in their essence.
Last night, when we lost power, instead of blogging I made my second drawing of the living room. I chose this scene because it was lit up by the candle and flashlight so I could see it more clearly than any other part of the room.
3 thoughts on “The Truth About Our Living Room”
I love how much these illustrations convey…the warmth especially.
I’m so glad to hear that comes through Therese.
Maria, I love your drawings – they are just adorable.