Today finds me sketching our blue jays as the snow starts falling. Their brilliant blue feathers shine on this overcast day, begging to be painted. With ink and watercolor, I capture their forms on miniature handmade paper. On these small squares, I am zooming in a bit, breaking the edges with the forms. It seems to happen naturally as I work, and I like it. We have quite of few of these birds, some coming to the feeders, but most seen on lawn and field. I can always hear their distinct call, and they play well with the others. My Mom used to complain about how aggressive her blue jays were, but I don't see that here. As the temperature drops, I paint faster, but not before those fingertips get cold! Should have had my handwarmers! Painting number 2951 in 2951 days.
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