I don’t often do plein air work, but when I do it usually looks something like this
There’s a long family tradition of watercolors of this lake
My new next door neighbor came to the Valentines Day collage party and brought a fist full of flowers.
If I had drawn this after my visit to the cafe, I would have given her ladybug patterned rubber rainboots and a swishy wand.
Rock on, little fairy princess!
Today is a twofer. I made a couple of what my aunts referred to as ‘puddles’. Reminded again of the cerebral rigor that it takes to make good watercolor paintings. But enjoying the sense of freedom I’ve built up through daily practice in other mediums.
ox bone breathes fire vapors at the night tree