I had to write, instead. Work. I have my watercolor paper “stretched,” taped down to a board, ready to rock and roll. I know what I want to paint next. And I’ve used up all the paper in my watercolor journal and need to buy a new one. I’m thinking about painting, too – having looked at quite a few blog posts “freshly pressed” by fellow artists on this site. Tomorrow is another day.
And so I leave you with this image – a little bird I drew and lightly colored a couple of weeks ago when I decided to pick up my pencil and brush and start this journey. Have a good night – I’ll have something fresh tomorrow.