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Pastel - Poetry - Photography

In this new series, ink and graphite trace the pulse of trees, waves, and wild horizons. Dense, still, raw and timeless...

Here, drawing is a meditation, a silent conversation with nature’s primal pulse.

‘A thing of beauty is a joy forever" - Keats.

n.b. : photos are of poor quality, sorry!

sketches

drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda

BLACK

Black has depth. It’s like a little egress; you can go into it, and because it keeps on continuing to be dark, the mind kicks in, and a lot of things that are going on in there become manifest.

And you start seeing what you’re afraid of.

You start seeing what you love,

and it becomes like a dream.

David Lynch

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drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
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Drawing_tree_n.valcauda
Marble
Marble Surface
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drawing_noemie valcauda
Waves
White Sheet
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drawing_noemie valcauda
drawing_noemie valcauda
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