Saturday, April 17, 2021
It's spring and I thought that those endearing and pesky robins who wake me up at dawn would be the perfect thing to sketch with just three colors. Black for their wings and outline, a dash of orange, and green as the background for the lawns where they hunt worms.
While sitting in a local park, I noticed a sunbather on a hillside of grass blocking out a confusing background. I made a quick sketch and splashed on some green watercolor. Messy it is, but I think it captures the moment of inspiration.
Sunday, April 4, 2021
My next-door neighbor used to have a camellia tree at the corner of her house, that towered over her roof line, splendid with red blossoms.
When the oak tree fell it smashed most of the plant. It survived, but in a truncated (sorry) state, ending up as a sturdy shrub.
This spring, after a year of rest, it put out a single bud, a single blossom. I'm taking that as a portent of hope and rebirth.