Watercolor, en plein air, early 1980’s (I think).
The past two weeks of post surgery recovery have given me fantastic opportunities to draw, draw and draw some more. Yesterday afternoon I started to crave working in color again, working with positive and negative shapes, splashes of color and flowing lines.
This morning I did another free form, automatic ink drawing, completely different from anything else I’ve done, very geometric and controlled, following silly rules I invented for myself. I can’t resist seeing if I can breathe life into it with spots of color. Time to pull out the paints again.