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.
I do love my early Friday’s when I only work a half day. I’d mostly dash home, whip up a quick lunch for my home schoolers; but more often stop at my favourite Pattisiere and grab some homemade pies and a cake each for the boys and I. It’s time for school to go back next Tuesday but I will miss being with them on my half Friday’s.
I should do the housework then but will be happy to sit and draw at my little table that looks out to my little deck.
Many paths to take but we can be lead by a powerful pull that is all encompassing. It’s all up to us.
I’m actually enjoying working in a teeny weeny way. It’s very meditative and I recommend it to anyone. Make your own fruit platter and watch things come to life before your eyes.
With so much Covid-19 every turn we look; I want to add some pretty to your day.
I have to paint you and immortalise your heroic selfless acts in that of rescuing our vulnerable, sick Koalas left to fend for themselves often on their own after our fires. You are the hero.
So much darkness, heat, smoke, loss of life, nature and belongings.