I have had an opportunity to draw just about everywhere, everyday. Below is a sampling of drawings from travels and at home during the spring and summer of 2016.
Dawn Hunter, Utah, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Berkeley Marina, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Riverbanks Zoo, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Columbiana, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Babette Cafe, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Sea Lions, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, NIH Building #10 Atrium, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, NIH, view from John Porter, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Berkeley Marina, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Lake Murray, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Lake Murray, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Kitchen Window featuring the Boov, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Bedroom Window with Sleeping Cat, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Aquarium, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Botanical Gardens, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Gazebo, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Summer Highlights, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Botanical Gardens, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Backyard, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Casa Latina, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Berkeley Marina, marker and pen on paper
Dawn Hunter, Backyard_2, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Botanical Gardens, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
Dawn Hunter, Aquarium, marker and pen on paper, 11" x 14"
"The dawn laughs out on orient hills
And dances with the diamond rills;
The ambrosial wind but faintly stirs
The silken, beaded gossamers;
In the wide valleys, lone and fair,
Lyrics are piped from limpid air,
And, far above, the pine trees free
Voice ancient lore of sky and sea.
Come, let us fill our hearts straightway
With hope and courage of the day."
And dances with the diamond rills;
The ambrosial wind but faintly stirs
The silken, beaded gossamers;
In the wide valleys, lone and fair,
Lyrics are piped from limpid air,
And, far above, the pine trees free
Voice ancient lore of sky and sea.
Come, let us fill our hearts straightway
With hope and courage of the day."
-excerpt from A Summer Day by Lucy Maud Montgomery