I think she has her father’s mouth.
This lady’s got a great history, I’d love to sit and chat with her longer.
Sat on the stand again for piano, so I drew folks in the pews. And a lamp.
I call those lamps “nipple lamps.”
(Sorry, church, but they look like boobs. This definitely says more about me than you. I’m still repenting.)
Trying a new caricature technique I heard over at James Gurney’s blog: instead of thinking about which features to make bigger, think of which features to SHRINK.
Ooooooo textured hair. And that guy down below was REALLY hard to hear, his testimony just got softer…and softer…and softer….
Made me feel for my dad, who has hearing problems and can’t hear a word in church. 😛
New faces from the new ward.
We weren’t much impressed by this ward when we previewed it in 2017–no one really said hi to us except for the lady in the lower-right-hand corner. She was the first to greet us in both 2017 and 2018!
(Now we’ve moved in and realized they know they’re awkward and are working on it.)
There’s more ethnic diversity in this ward, that’s exciting.
And the little girl in her polka-dot dress.
…and here’s the missionary’s companion. Plus a cute little girl with a flower in her hair!
These next three posts are the last drawings from our old ward. Yup, we finally decided to attend the congregation we’re actually zoned for… *Sigh*
Anyway, the missionaries spoke that day. Here’s missionary one…
but it’s OK, he’s a member of the Blind Center Choir. As long as he’s awake for the singing, he’s good (he was awake for the singing).