I am finally home for a short weekend, and I'm most definitely feeling the urge to paint.
As usual, Joe put pretty little floral arrangements all over the place, which gives me immediate sketching material.
And I want to try to practice a million things, such as more wet-in-wet painting, more portraits, more variations in color, more experimenting with different pigments and their properties, as well as different papers and their different effects,...
...but for now, I'm just happy to be picking up a brush again.
I always enjoy a beautiful wet-in-wet painting, if it's handled well, but I'm not very good at using this technique. I'm a bit like that cat, who loves fish but fears getting his paws wet. I've been reading Ewa Karpinska's book, Wet-on-wet watercolour painting, and I'm inspired to learn how to better handle the papers and pigments at their various stages of wet-ness. Wish I had weeks to just sit and play with it all.
Monday, I head back out on the road again. This next trip will be Trip#8 out of 10 trips for the fall season. I'll be traveling to Seattle, and then San Francisco. I bring my paints along on every trip, but it's been difficult finding any time to actually use them.
In the meantime, it's a brisk, colorful, Fall day, and tonight, after all, is Daylight Savings, so I even get to sleep an extra hour. What could be better than that?
"Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet" (--Roger Miller)