Every year my town has The Big Fake Out. The rain stops, the sun shines, temperatures and good will climb day after day, week after incredible week … And then it ends until spring properly begins in 6-8 weeks. Despite the inevitable end, we love a good tease. I spent Saturday in my “sun park” fiddling about with ideas for an idea. Then I joined a friend for an attempt at watercolor while he got his vitamin D in a secluded grove high in the west hills.
Monday, despite other pressing needs, I couldn’t stop myself from baking on a sidewalk bench and drawing what I avoid: highly detailed and / or perspective stuff. I used pen so that I could go for it freely and flawed. It was just lovely all around!