sitting with daffodils • no words from either of us • I painted, they glowed. Continue reading →
When I went out with my holiday cards, all zip-sorted and rubberbanded, I noticed that the rivet holding on the mailbox door on one side was gone.
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I sat in a little park enjoying my coffee and watching clouds. Then I came home and painted, yup, my mailbox. Then I watched/listened to James Gurney answering some questions live on You-Tube about Gouache while I did these: I … Continue reading →
Was grey and misting when I painted this from my car in the driveway. and then the sun came out:
What does one do on one’s day off while waiting for evening watercolor class? Moves around the geranium to a more picturesque location and then gives it all the leftover clean water as a reward. Now it’s time for dinner … Continue reading →
The heights by great men reached and kept/ Were never attained by sudden flight,/ But they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
