~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).
Cruising down highways with flowers in her hair, the beautiful Priscilla.
Birds in their natural surrounds are enchanting.
Pomegranate and its luscious red hues.
I always have my sketch gear with me at long cricket days. I figure I get to watch but when I’ve had enough I’ll just sketch. These blokes had no idea they featured in my sketchbook ha!
It was 34 degrees in Melbourne and the game was out in a suburb called Werribee. The field was big, flat with no trees of course. Along way from home. Our team got wiped out so not through to the finals.
Aaaaaahhhhh another hot summer of cricket.