Where we find ourselves in each day, within our own minds is such a diverse thing. That is why I like each new day. When I wake, I always hope to experience something new. And that always seems to happen. I've joked about being an "experience junky", but it is actually true. I don't mind the idea of growing old (40 aint so far away anymore) because of this.
"We are" :
An experiment with black pastel paper, untitled:
Decided to try using some black pastel paper and experiment with watercolor wash against it. Wasn't sure it would hold up, but it did and nicely! Will be excited to try several more with different palettes. Have to mix in white with watercolors to get bold saturation. Then pure color for more of a glazed, subtle look.
In other life, today has been full of yardwork, tho it seems less like work to me. Jaz and Lucas and I love, love, love the sunshine and being out of doors. I got ornery and yanked out two ugly, mean, thorny bushes that were threatening to take over. They were not earning their keep and kept getting out of control. I'm excited to replace the entire planter with something that is soft and colorful and returns kindness. The other thing we did was count worms and play with centipedes. Lucas crawled from one end of the yard to the next, attempting to subvert my authority in the area of eating rocks. Silly kid! Soon the hubby will be home and the weekend will have arrived. I am so happy about that. Have a great weekend, you guys.
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I should be posting more tomorrow. Working on a much larger piece today.
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