Sunday, February 28, 2021
Friday, February 26, 2021
I heard this poem below ("Recipe for Perfect Happiness") recited on the radio today by the late Lawrence Ferlinghetti today, the darling poet of San Francisco, who died recently at 101. (I'm so glad we went to City Lights Bookstore last year to help celebrate his 100th birthday. What interesting people were there to sign his giant BD card!)
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.
One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.
One fine day.
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Sunday, February 14, 2021
Thursday, February 11, 2021
Our friend Roy took a gorgeous flower photo recently and gave me permission to paint from it. I loved his photo so much, but this painting -- meh. Too controlled. Colors maybe not quite right. Plus colors overworked with too much glazing (layering). And too many hard edges. Even though his photo had plenty of them, I'm finding that that always doesn't translate so well with watercolors.
But I learned more about timing. Or maybe more accurately about my own impatience. Delicious things can happen when you make an initial wash, let it dry but not completely, and then layer on another color of paint that isn't as watery. I have a hard time waiting long enough, though. There's a sweet spot when it's still wet, but not too wet, and yet not too dry. Still trying to make that happen on a more regular basis.
Wednesday, February 3, 2021
Monday, February 1, 2021
"Flower Drama"This one quickly got out of hand into high drama with that dark background. Hmmmm...maybe a reflection of the times. Can't we leave the drama to the flowers, people?
I met Sally forty years ago when I was twenty and she was the one in her sixties. I was a waitress at a Howard Johnson’s restaurant on...