I would normally find myself on my early Friday’s sitting to scribble and sketch, mainly to keep my eye/hand in. I like to sketch quickly and mostly from my surrounds (not a photo) on these afternoons. But today I have been playing with the old age tradition of pressing flowers. Oh I have some fab ideas with this traditional craft.
So on my walk yesterday I picked some flowers and I’ve started trying this age old technique myself and I think I will combine them with my miniature art gouache paintings.
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~Divine you have escaped the cage, your wings are stretched out, now fly.~
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.
Many paths to take but we can be lead by a powerful pull that is all encompassing. It’s all up to us.
So much darkness, heat, smoke, loss of life, nature and belongings.
The form of these funny crustaceans like smallish warped monsters are very unique to watch and touch; (albeit tasty little critters).