Memories of blue sky days
I’m gradually getting used to being back in the studio every day, but I’m not very good at winters; I’d have liked that summer heat to go on for ever. When I was young and lived in Singapore, it did, and I remember as a child my family stoically sweating over their Christmas puddings in temperatures of 30 degrees. So perhaps I should be grateful for the way the river changes in the autumn, with morning mists rising over the mudbanks as I walk down the sea wall for my morning shower.
Reluctantly wrenching my brain onto winter plans, I’ve started one of my regular pre-winter tasks, designing next year’s planner. Usually by the end of October people start asking for it so here it is – see, I’ve made a start:
The blue patch is the usual space for notes and numbers….and the other painting on top is a bit of multi-tasking. The success of watercolours depends on letting each layer of paint dry properly before adding more, so while the patch of blue was drying, I played around with another idea from my sketch book – creative doodling. Sometimes these ‘inbetween’ paintings turn into something, sometimes they don’t, but it’s good use of time!
Liquid inspiration.. the view outside my studio window
Let’s all follow the sun and the migrating birds and go south for the winter. Lovely picture, esp if you like grey.
Very much enjoyed the demonstration at the Felixstowe Art Group last night extremely inspiring many thanks