Thursday, July 30, 2020

Rose of Sharon

The blooms of the Rose of Sharon always remind me of my grandma.  All that I have come from her original plantings.  As I start sketching the forms of each bloom, I find I am spreading outside the borders even more than normal!  Often times, the painting takes on a life of it's own, moving where it wants to go.  I've been in and out of the rain today, so I have to shield my paper as the raindrops start to fall.  Ink, watercolor and cotton paper do not play well with rain!  Painting number 2757 in 2757 days.  

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