Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Natan's true talents


Little did we know, there is another artist among us. Here are Natan's first sketches done with his first pencil and charcoal eraser on a 10 shekel sketch book. VERY IMPRESSIVE!!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Natan, I am really surprised! I though for sure you would have drawn a house. I guess there is an artist inside you just waiting to come out.
Save those scetches! Don't let Sivan doodle on them. If you do two more you can frame them and put them up.
Beautiful. Keep drawing.
Love,
Ima

Anonymous said...

Wow! The talents in this family never seems to end - even the "in-laws"! I will make one consolidated comment re everyone's recent postings and abilities to: draw, decorate houses, cook & bake, compose and perform music, invent, do hair & makeup, understand computers/electronics, raise wonderful talented children etc etc. I'm constantly amazed!...especially being the Veffer with the least amount of creative talent (I still draw stick men and a house is a box with a pointed roof, two squares for windows and a rectangle for a door (actually I just realized they look like the old little house in our backyard - minus the porch)). Being able to draw that lion - ever- never mind the first time you tried seems like magic to me, Natan. You are all a constant delight. I love you all and miss you all. P.S. Before anyone feels the need to respond and tell me I have talents I do realize I can spell, write reasonably well, and I'm good at organizing things and maintaining relationships. But I'm really not artistic/creative. Really.

Anonymous said...

Natan, I would like to order a few sketches to frame and hang in my dining-room. It may be time for me to retire and leave future works to the next generations!
Wonderful, especially since you didn't know you had this talent!!!!!
Keep it up.
Love
Nana

Anonymous said...

Aah, such nachus, My son, the artist. Presenting Lion King II in all its glory.
A touch up on the mane, however, is imperative. It needs to soar and flow with a carefree, masculine flair. Perhaps, this is where Esther Leah takes her bow.