These are all my cloud photos from tonight, un-edited.
Stopped again to watch the sunset on the way home and tried again to paint in the ever failing light. Still a good exercise I think to try and capture the gist of it.
Stopped in the last light to admire the sky and clouds. I decided to paint this, which was laughable because – duh – it was dark. Turned out not too bad. Strathmore sketchbook/watercolor paper.
Spent a day with Mom today, waiting, among other things. Worth waiting but still a long day amd we’re both glad to be home! We met some lovely people and chatted a lot (as we do) and I was prepared … Continue reading →
The world is loud. It stands too close. Its breath is heavy with old sleep. I don’t really think the world is this way but sometimes it’s just wearing to hope for the shiny and fresh and friendly. That part’s … Continue reading →
We know too much and feel too little. At least we feel too little of those creative emotions from which a good life spring.
