I had a long wait for supper this evening, at the opening of Cocina Lupita, a food truck run by an El Salvadoran family that has long staffed the kitchen of the restaurant where I work. It was wonderful to watch parents and kids eating, playing, and working together in the warmth of a long summer evening. It brought life to the parking lot of Wilson’s department store, which closed over a year ago and has stood huge and empty ever since. Here was a bright spark of community coming into life.
9/15/21 Here’s where this one has landed. I like some of the colors of the original better, and fall prey to the desire to have things tidy and clean. So much to learn, always.
My sister has blueberry bushes that bear in abundance. Every year when the berries come in I get a chance to spend some time gathering treasure that holds a taste of summer.
Also I think I used every green in my paint box on this one.
I did a few more touches and if feels better now. Below is the original post, which now holds place as a process shot!
Honestly, I just wanted to paint something as red as the flowers I saw in a planter I saw while doing errands in town. I did not succeed (those flowers were really, truly, amazingly red) , but I don’t mind an excuse to paint more flowers.
another vacation watercolor. I am enjoying the way that doing these causes me to flip through my vacation photos when I sit down in the studio. Then I spend the artmaking time revisiting sense memories that I wish I could convey in paint.
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