Sunday Play

What I love about watercolor is that it's quick, fun, and I don't feel that it has to be well done. It can be simple and still serve a purpose. This morning before church, I was flipping through various pictures I'd taken  the last few years. I found a photo I'd taken on the road home, about a half or three-quarters of a mile from our house. I'd tried drawing it once before, but knew then even less than I know now, so I'd left it alone. Today, since I was just piddling, I decided to sketch it, then use watercolors. Somewhere along the way, I began to see the tree's shapes and began to understand what Preston has been saying about shapes and clumps of color. It's waaaaay not perfect, but then, I'm learning that it doesn't have to be perfect to recognize  a concept. I just have to keep piddling and at least I begin to understand the idea, even though I don't yet execute it as well as I'd like.

So . . . The Road Home:

To distract myself from additional homework this afternoon, I tried to draw & paint in watercolor a lovely little gosling I was lucky enough to snap a picture of. It's very cartoonish, but I had fun: 

Painting a picture

Writing a poem

Saying a prayer . . .

They are, in truth, all one.