Leaf Skeleton

Intricate, fragile... dead. And beautiful.

One of my first memories of drawing anything specific was in my first year of school.
I wouldn't leave the classroom until I had finished. I was busy trying to draw all the little veins in the leaves. My friends in the class were amazed that I was drawing all those little details and that they themselves had seen these details every day yet never really noticed them.

It seems that some of us focus on little details and have difficulty seeing the big picture, while others see the big picture and miss the beauty that can be found in the tiniest of things.
The key to this (and everything else in life) is to find the balance.