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.
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.
Soothing myself after a long day of many errands and meetings. I love the way watercolors bleed and flow.
an altar candle in the church of the lake
Too late and tired to focus on observational work, so here’s a watercolor sampler
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.
more lakeside memories
