I had a little splurge and got myself a little set of pan pastels in the ‘greyscale’. Playing in these soft pigments that glide on like velvet and feel very painterly was fab. Can’t wait for more playtime. 🙂
~Divine you have escaped the cage, your wings are stretched out, now fly.~
It was the 24th June on a Wednesday.
I found myself having good coffee in a Footscray cafe whilst waiting for a family member at the Tattoo shop.
Trying to work smarter at sketching when out and about in my little journal and left the coffee I spilled on the page as all a part of it.
The man on the stool kept getting up and then down expressively chatting with his mate. I found this tricky and nearly felt brave enough to ask him to stay put for five but nah I didn’t as I actually was enjoying listening to their convo, think they were muso’s which was interesting to me.
I was overlooking yummy cakes in the sliding glass cabinet at the window looking out onto the street. The looseness of the ink appeals to me but think I prefer a pencil and some colour.
Trying to be more spontaneous when painting plein air. Such a sunny winters day in one of my fave places to hang by the sea. My gouache paints were drying out quickly and the sea water I used in my spray bottle added to the authentic feel I wanted to capture but it just clogged up with sand particles. And sitting on a rock to paint took its toll when I stood up but I needed to feel grounded in nature whilst I worked. It’s so tempting to go back and correct this one but I’ll resist as that’s where the continual learning comes from; knowing how to stop.