This one I struggled with a bit along the shoreline. Only when I added more dark coloration along the shore, at the edge of the water, did it get a bit of the pop I think it needed. Of late, I am working on skies and depth. That’s all for now. It just feels good to have a brush in hand again!
I went out as the evening was coming on. The air was clear, weather warm, and the sun was rapidly disappearing over the western trees. This little creek caught the last light of the sun.
After a year of so much black and white, the richness of the natural world is suddenly so voluptuous!
While we waited for our food to arrive at a restaurant, they kindly brought out bottles of water. The day was in the 90s (F) and we went through about 4 of them before the meal was over. This restaurant was one of the best Middle Eastern ones we have eaten at – food distinctly flavorful and unique and worth the wait for it to arrive.
Way back when I was a young ‘un, I used to sail with friends out in the Santa Barbara Channel. Wet Wednesdays were the thing! Anyway, even though I get horribly seasick, and really am a landlubber, boats – sailboats in particular – always catch my eye. There is nothing like keeling to one side, wind whipping through your hair, sails snapping, speeding along. Sitting quietly on a boat, too, is wonderful – for me, it makes me really, really sick, but when that scopolamine patch kicks in and the seasickness goes away, it’s pure heaven!
Great in black and white, but a knockout in color.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 