Some artists cannot talk without sketching, like my friend Tracie Thompson. I have never really been a doodler, but I was one of those kids always drawing horses instead of doing my homework as kid. So with inspiration from Tracie, I have been making an effort to explore the artiste part of my psyche by finding joy in some old mediums.
While off in the north woods of Wisconsin working on my business plan I took some time to sketch a couple of rough landscapes. Then I stole Tracie’s watercolor set and tried my hand with them after a twenty year hiatus. Not exactly Rembrandt, but I am happy with the results and can’t wait to get back in the studio to to translate these into some new windows.
Hoinville Lake. The play of greens was simply too rich… and then an eagle was soaring overhead.
White Pine and a twisted cottonwood trying to find the sun from the shadows.
Purple clouds and a blue sky, even though the rain was falling just a few minutes later.