The Gift. (Sketch)

So it’s Christmas, yay! A season where the atmosphere brims with joy and the love is so palpable. As it would be, this day happens to celebrate the birth of some special people including baby Jesus and guess who, (whispers) my brother.

After drawing my sister a few months ago, I had to make a promise of sketching him before his birthday; I mean, who wouldn’t want to have a pencil depiction of someone celebrated by the whole world.

I’m very happy to have finished this sketch before the year runs out, as it means I’ve completed the sketches of the best things that happened to me this decade.

So with this, I’d like to say happy birthday brother and a Merry Christmas to everyone!

Cheemnonso

Ugochi. (Sketch)

Sunday Strathmore Sketchbook – Page 4

Over the course of last fourteen months , I’ve had three drawings of my baby sister, who, by the way, happens to celebrate her birthday today. Woo hoo!

With her beguiling smile, charm and a little bit of petulance, she was able to lure me into this recent drawing of her, which I very much enjoyed to say the least. She has also been one of my dynamic references who I can actually attribute her real time growth to my artistic growth, so, I can’t thank her enough.

After attempts one and two, I’m quite tempted to say that “the third time’s the charm”, but looking back at it, I can only be amazed at the progress from each of them, hoping for more development in the coming years.

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Cheemnonso

Happy Birthday

That moment when the hands of time stood still,

Beknownst to me, a salient star is born,

Brimming with joy from her head to her heel,

In a world prepossesed in angst and scorn;

I saw her for who she was to become,

Not even a single sane soul could compare,

With her beauty rendering Aphrodite numb,

And her mien as cold as Medussa’s stare;

Fifteen seeds festooned in her garden by God,

Fifteen years it took the first to germinate,

Umpteen fruits harvested from thy first pod,

Umpteen souls her Midas touch will make sate;

Really pleased blood strangled us with its ties,

Leaving us with good times and not goodbyes.

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Cheemnonso ✍️✍️✍️