And then I didn't.
Lost my focus and couldn't find it.
So—why not?—I stepped off the shore again. Started splashing around in the shallows, turning one way and then another, churning up the surface, watching drops of water rise up, return, catch the light, disappear.
"blank" canvas paper, large brush, some paint |
folded card stock, charcoal pencil, some quick lines and scribbles |
rotated canvas paper, black paint spread in one continuous scrape across the page with a matte knife |
2 comments:
Looks like the fog rolled in. No worries, it always dissipates by mid morning :)
Phew! Thanks for the reminder : )
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