It’s mid-March and the land is opening up for the sowing of crops later in the season. The bright new greens of spring begin to show amongst the fields and grasses left over from the year before. Depending on where you live, trees are barren, or still green. I live in a climate that never sees snow, seldom rain, but the cycle of seasons still holds it’s excitement as birds return, bulbs emerge, and the land is once more prepared for another season of crops.
Today we will hit 77F and it is a joyous combination of spring fever, gardening, and just pleasure the weather is so fine! Colors, too, speak of seasons coming and to come.
Watercolor, 9×12, Fluid CP 140#.
As we move into winter, I think of the places I lived when I was a kid, where 6 feet of snow was a “mild” winter. Today, the low was about 56 F, and the high about 78 F. Very different – and as an adult, I admit to preferring a lack of snow to an abundance! Nonetheless, the seasonal changes are apparent here, just more subtle – the shift in light, the change in the blue. Even the air smells different.
Working with Inktober, I can feel a shift in how I am approaching drawing, and painting. I am simplifying but being more specific about the brush or pen size I choose and how to deploy a line or a brush stroke. While there is a lot to be desired here – such as a sense of architectural reality and non-topsy-turvey houses – I had a lot of fun looking at areas of color as a suggestion, not a reality, as a plane rather than the detail I normally hone in on.
Maybe there is some hope after all!